Stop the week
... I wanna get off.
It's been a long, hard, grueling struggle to make it through to the end of the week.
It's true i have an o.kish job; the pay verges on accecptable/crap, the hours can be long, i'm being continually sollicited from the moment i arrive 'till i go home and the workload can be very heavy (like right now at the moment) ... but i do get to meet some very interesting people and i work in a very chic quartier.
So i shouldn't really have any cause to moan and whinge.
But i've gotta say here : my neorones are all a-popping and a-fizzing : i feel like i'm just coming up for air for forty eight hours and then *glougloug* it's back to the depths.
It's been a long, hard, grueling struggle to make it through to the end of the week.
It's true i have an o.kish job; the pay verges on accecptable/crap, the hours can be long, i'm being continually sollicited from the moment i arrive 'till i go home and the workload can be very heavy (like right now at the moment) ... but i do get to meet some very interesting people and i work in a very chic quartier.
So i shouldn't really have any cause to moan and whinge.
But i've gotta say here : my neorones are all a-popping and a-fizzing : i feel like i'm just coming up for air for forty eight hours and then *glougloug* it's back to the depths.
posted by Damiel | 9:35 PM
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