Long hard week...

So, I'm sitting here with a hot water bottle on the tummy for relief from the cramps from hell, after a week with meetings every day, not getting time to get everything done that everyone is screaming at me for... Wow, I think that's all I can say to that. I mean, I know they had an inspection in just over a week's time... but is the way to deal with it really to stress everyone out to death by... well just telling them to do one thing after another and then having a go at them for what they haven't already done?

Do I want to do this? No. Am I going to dump my writer back in to do it by herself? Hell no. Am I going to decapitate the next person that comes up and asks me for something...? Quite likely. Am I going to shove a square based pyramid where the sun don't shine on the next person that comes to me and /demands/ something - and demands that I give it to them three weeks ago. You bet your life I am!

-cody-

Hate feeling this way...

You know that moment when you hear something and you know you should go "Yay... that's brilliant!" but instead you feel "Great... so what the hell am /I/ supposed to do?" That's me right now and I hate feeling this way, because I feel guilty for it, but I hate feeling this way and there being absolutely nothing I can do about it except make sure that I'm around for the next time... not that I'd ever be anywhere else...?

Taken for granted, maybe a bit. Alone - well duh! Lonely... right now, yes. Extremely.

-cody-