2005-09-13 ~ 12:03 p.m.
The one with the boss. The one where she sat me down and said, "Can you go on like this anymore? I want you to tell me by tomorrow."
She's read me like a book pretty much. She told me "It's really not good for you to feel like that all the time" when I explained my loathing of myself of Fridays and the terrible anxieties I felt every Sunday.
She's right. It is time for me to go. It was time for me to go nearly two months ago but the pay was so darn nice. Anyway, I bid farewell to Armstrong in 2 weeks and 1 day. *sighes*
Current mood: Relief?
Current # of points: ...
# of people I wanted to kill today: None