I don't know why I feel "stressed".
There is really only one thing on my plate: this G-test on Wednesday. I'm not ready for it, or the hour I have to spend in the car with gord on Sunday to get ready for it. I'm just not ready to handly those things. I'm in one of those "Temporarily Out of Service" moods. I just can't handle a lot at once.
And no, my mother and step-father don't know this because I don't voice it. because a lot of it is just in my head.
So.... Turn it OFF?

I think I ripped a muscle in my shoulder or neck or something. I can hardly move it. It's making a headache linger around a too. It could easily turn into this massive Migraine. You know, you can just FEEL the tension building up into one giant KABOOM...
and Adrienne won't work for me. "unless it gets really bad".
No, nevermind. I'll work. I need the money, right? I mean, my working almost two weeks straight while you were in scotland doesn't mean anything. that was a school thing. it doesn't count.

I'm entitled to complain. so let me. man. lol. I'm a woman, I'm supposed to bitch.

well.. short notice anyway. she doesn't do that to me, she gives me a week or two to figure it out. so I really is fine tonight. I'll muster through, on drugs, lol. it's good. but...

I hurt.

at least my Rowing machine is put together. too bad everything is in the way, so getting it out is a bit of a bitch in itself.
but it's all good.

I need a massage. and a hug.