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Sleep is fucking overrated.


I'll sleep when I'm dead, Today seems like one of those endless days with endless piles of bulllshit, it's nice to have 44 hours each week and get extra call in shifts when I have my son but that requires dealing with a babysitter on short notice and having to deal with my ex and her bullshit, kinda funny that someone says she's sleeping at 10 pm but when i get downtown apperantly she's hanging out with some tool in front of out of the past, without our son in tow.. lemme guess he's at his grandmothers, wonder who you were doing last night? I honestly wonder why i am persuing a job here in st. catherines when I have a perfectly good graveyard shift at home in hamilton with a secure apartment, ah yes i want something better to come out of my experinces and education and the position is for an educational assistant and i want to be involved in my sons life and the court order would be easier to enforce here, and there's the whole fact that the politics come straight from the top at my mickey mouse organization i call employment, i mean i'm full fucking time right now but how long will that last, i need something more secure, i have been working my fucking ass off to make sure i have the things that will give me job security but it's a slow process and when i can't plan pass tommorow because i am shackled to these graveyard shifts I'm not sure where I'm headed... at least as someone has made it painfully evident even with her mixed signals which just indicate more mindgames and systems of control I'm sure I'll be headed there Alone... by choice... i'd rather be happy and alone than with you and miserable. I value my freedom too fucking much.

Current Mood: Annoyed.
Current Music: The Apparition, Iron Maiden
Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate in their object-relations

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