I hate my job (this week). The schedule totally blows in comparision to my previous employment. With my last job I worked Mon - Friday, NO WEEKENDS, and PAID HOLIDAYS. Now I work EVERY holiday excluding Thanksgiving and Christmas days, hardly ever see a Saturday or Sunday off, rarely see two days in a row off, and often times the only ONE day per week they schedule me to be off for, they come up to me and say "Timothy, how would you feel about some overtime?" I feel like saying f*** you. Find someone else. But I (of course) take it. Money is money, after all... It just drives me wild. I need a menthol. Peace.

I'll tell you something about Blogging. I don't like to be told to blog. I like to blog when I feel a blog hit me. I have to be feeling some sort of extremety. Extreme happiness, sadness, anger... you get the point. So when this site informed me I HAD to blog - needless to say - I was quite upset.

Another thing about blogs is that I usually write more, but the thing is when writing is required, instead of inspired, I rely heavily on brevity.