I've been depressed as of late. My job has got me in a bad way. It's ridiculously hectic and I feel as though I might be able to run a small country nowadays...that's in a war...and just through an election with multiple hanging chads...and out of cheese. I don't know, I could probably handle it. I've been working so much I actually thought today that running would make me feel better. What in the world? I knew I was losing my mind. So, I came home and watched My Life on The D-List, always brillz. Always makes me die. Hilar to no end. I've got to stop stressing so much or I'm afraid I will resort to bathing in jello, using Icy Hot to numb the pain, and chip smashing. Don't ask.
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