Another lousy night.

And another resume submitted.

If there is anything I hate more than putting out a fire right when I clock in, it's having to take the responsibility for someone else dropping the ball. In the end, all was made good, but not without making me sweat.

I'll be in a much happier place when the busy season is over, or after I find something new. What ever comes first.

I've been feeling really drained lately. like right now I just want to sleep. I'm on a bus. I shouldn't sleep. I don't know if it's stress or something wrong with me.

Maybe my friend was right, maybe I need a vacation.