Icarus's blog: "Just South of Blue."

So today I stacked boxes.
Fascinating. Right?

Today I did about 4 orders in one day.

I had help, but GOD DAMN

I hit the door two hours later than usual, my back had frozen and was clenched at a steady 7 on the pain scale for most of the day, and before I even patted my dog I went for a nice big slug of brain medicine
on an empty stomach

Didn't even burn til it hit the bottom.

I'm also beset by naggers insisting I "do something".
It's only been a month
lighten the fuck up
and it has been all of three days since I vocalized that I really
REALLY don't want to take a giant crapshoot on another degree.

Seems pretty fucking pointless in this climate.

Henpecked. Naysayed. Bitched at.

And my best friend even thinks he has some... upper hand? In that he's working two more hours a week at an Attendant Care job.
Yes. He has to wipe a moderately retarded grown-man's butthole once a shift.

...
He also makes less /hour than I do but I haven't had the heart to tell him.

He thinks he's king of shit mountain right now.

I'm gonna let him keep thinking that.

Seems less cruel.

I'm gonna go lay down.
My back hurts. A lot less than it did, but my back hurts.
And my head is full of irritation and noisy nosey fucks that I do not give.