Have you ever felt like you could go postal at any moment? No? Oh. Well, I am on the verge of losing it any day now. I mean, of course, I’m going to try not to lose it, but I’m just saying it could happen. There are people that are far more exhausted and overburdened than I am, but I still need a serious break. You know when you just get to the point where you can’t fully function anymore and you know that anyone in your vicinity is in danger of your wrath? And if anyone asks you a question, your response is always something like, “I do not have time to even begin to think about figuring that out right now.”
The thing is I hate people like this. These are the people better known as martyrs. And I so don’t want to be a martyr. So, instead of going full on Sonie-on-the-cross, I’m just going to start throwing back shots. What? It could work. I mean alcohol can totally have a numbing affect and I am all about that right now. Wait, have I talked about drinking more in a past entry? Why don’t I listen to myself?! Listen, if you see me in the next couple of weeks, PLEASE offer me a drink. FORCE a drink on me. It’s for my own good.