Good thing you can´t see the titles of my posts. *whispers: psssst look: Damn work. Burn post office, burn!* LOL

This is getting rediculous. I should quit work. The sooner the better. After such a beautiful weekend *aehm yeah right* this morning we must have reached the top of the iceberg. I was supposed to start working in a new area today. Only problem: they didn´t want me. They wanted someone else. Fine. Thank you for the self esteem boost. Then I was supposed to help someone else out. Nope, big mistake. He didn´t want me either. Eek. All of this on top of plenty of sleepless nights as itching is unbearable again and sleeping impossible because of it. How much worse can it still get. Is money worth my sanity? No it isn´t. But my Dad wont let me stop working. I think I could die on the street, and he would still have me work.

Oh well. 9 times left. I can do that. I hope. O_o