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Sick.

Thank god i have things and people In my life that distract from the hell that is my job, esp when Tylenols and other medications are eating a hole in my stomach just so that I am functional enough to go to work, at least at the end of a shift i can figure out how to get some rest and not worry about the reality of the rest of the day, It's bullshit that many of us are taking sick and that management is putting the responsibility of taking care of it on our shoulder's but that's what happens when management is corrupt, I don't care anymore and I have the feeling I am not the only one feeling that way, it's time to move on and thank fucking god I have options outside of this city,after this week of excessive sleeping and migranes i might as well have this headache forever because my job is eating away at me like a cancer, there is only so long i can remain positive and even that good happy feeling disappates after a few days at work, but i need that good energy from my son,my oldest freind and her daughter just to keep me going every day. knowing they are out there means so much to me.

Current Mood: Fatigued.
The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don't want, drink what you don't like, and do what you'd rather not.

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