stress?

Whoever said that not working is wonderful only got it half right. Because I’m starting to get a little stressed out. Damn people. If our “employees” did the job we paid them too WE sure as hell wouldn’t have to be doing all the shit ourselves! GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

OK now I’m better. At least for now. I’m really feeling not creative at all. It’s as tho I’ve fallen into some void that sucks all sorts of energy and creates a vacuum out of your spontaneity. Or maybe that’s called winter. Now don’t get me wrong I love winter. But I prefer the cold with snow. Then you can call it winter instead of just FUCKING COLD! Damn sun is deceiving. Looks all pretty and clear and you get outside and your nipples have just cut holes through your shirt & it was a nice shirt too. I think I have an acute case of cabin fever. The walls are really starting to bug me. Not to mention the ceiling and the unfinished projects that abound around here. But the lack of motivation stops them from getting done.

Enough circling. Better quit now before I catch my tail.