The Dark Clouds Above

...after having been off work for more than a week, I find it impossible to find anything but dread for the thought of returning. I was sick Monday, a result of possible food poison/stomach flu due to the fact that 7 of us were in a small, confined area for more than a week. <Everyone got sick; well, except for that one person, whom I believe was protected by the lining in her stomach already being pulverized by an exorbitant amount of coffee and cigarettes> Anyway, didn't return to the shit-hole (work) Monday, have class on Tuesdays, so I must return tomorrow (Wednesday). I find myself almost hyperventilating at the thought. It feels like an enormous dark cloud swelling around my skull whenever I think about setting foot back in that place. I keep plotting ways to avoid it, and contemplating whether I could reasonably afford to just tell them to F-off, and never go back.

But I can't.

At least not right now.

So I suppose I won't.

At least not this time.

Fuck.

My sincere apologies to anyone who might stumble upon this and be offended by the language. This is my vent, and all I can say is: I'm glad I don't work with you. Although, that might make it easier to not return. Hmmm...

Springing Through the Break

And the break is...OVER! Spring Break flew by SO fast, but it was so nice to have this break from school, work, etc. In apx 7 weeks I will be done with school for good (or at least for "now")! I am so excited!

The trip to Crested Butte was a lot of fun, aside from sun burns and possible amoebic dysentery. Skiing was fun, the extended family was...entertaining and educational, as always. I acquired a new name..."Sydney," from who-knows-where, thanks to the Fifth Story boys.

My favorite part of the trip was probably the fact that I got to read so much. I finished Girl's Poker Night, Friday Night Knitting Club (which I HIGHLY recommend), and The Art of Racing in the Rain (which was also pretty fantastic). I am about halfway done with Julie & Julia, and have made a dent in SARK's Prosperity Pie. Ahhh, the joys of nothing to do....