I don’t want to be here.
I know today is Wednesday and I am supposed to be writing about art. Yeah, not going to happen. I am going to try to work on my latest enthusiasm (which is trying to draw flash for tattoo parlors), but I don’t have any pics of what I currently have. And I hate what I have, even though people have told me at least one of them is really good.
I woke up this morning feeling like my throat was on fire. It still feels like it is. I am sitting at work after taking multiple meds to try and deal with the pain and the allergies and drainage causing the issue. I don’t want to be here in the least. But if I go home, I lose money. Even if I used part of one of my personal days to make up the money, I would then lose time with my best friend who is coming in for my birthday in June. *sigh* So I am feeling whiny and bitchy. Yay. I have already had to apologize to a coworker for being rude. Luckily he’s really laid back, but still. I am trying not to go into a full-on rant on here because I know my mind-set is being affected by my illness and pain.