May 21, 2005
I should have been at work all day. I should have been putting in my usual 13 hours and dragging myself home at midnight, exhausted. But it's Saturday! I also should NOT be thinking about work during the weekend in the first place...useless banter from a run-of-the-mill office peon. But it is our right to complain about our situation, regardless of how much better it is for us than our forebears. To bitch is one thing...to do...well, getting sick today was perhaps my subconscious attempt to replace one pain with another. Of course, it could've just been all the alcohol.