2005-09-14 - 12:01 a.m.

shit. i'm too sensitive for this world of work.

i've wanted to cry twice in the last half hour just reading resume's.

i guess it's the mama bear in me. wanting to take care of everyone. job searching is horrible when you are looking for work. there's a grandmother at 45, i can't even get into the rest. i'm too shy to write about it. but for some reason it's killing me.

some people are so over qualified, and i'm wondering wtf are they doing checkin on this job?! how horrible is our economy mr bush? asswipe.

dood, i've had the longest day. i've got to hire someone. i don't have time to do all i do and i don't have time to hire someone to help me do all i do.

jezuz, i'm feeling so sad. about these people.

i want to go get a drink. that's the problem with having two drinks and a synthetic opiate the night before. you have the taste of real fun in your blood and you want more. "hypothetically." if i were to do all that last night, then i'd crave to feel as good, which by the way, would of felt amazing the night before. coasting three feet from asphalt.

there are also a lot of people applying who were in the military. wouldln't even dream of it. sad. it's just all killing me. how are biz people so cut throat and piss, burn through people to get thro to their objective?

anyway...back to the grind. tomorrow i have to juggle so many deadlines its stupid and i have to go to the doctor and get blood taken. ohlordmyfavorite thingtodointheworld!
can't wait.