halfway through the gauntlet...

we go to hawaii in five weeks. if I can survive long enough to make it, I'll be incredibly happy.

one of my coworkers, a truly horrible woman that I can't stand (and have likely bitched about previously) went in for knee surgery and will miss eight weeks of work because of it. why they'd perform knee surgery on a woman a hundred pounds overweight I don't know, nor do I understand why it'll take two months for her to rehab it. while she's out, I have to do my job AND hers. and her job sucks. it's incredibly tedious and frustrating. so I've been going into work every morning at 6am, and putting in 55-60 hour work weeks. I worked today, I'll have to work tomorrow as well. weekends have been more or less non-existent. as it stands, I'm in the middle of what will likely end up being twenty-six work days in a row. I just can't afford to take any more days off, even if they're saturdays or sundays.

sure, I'll rake in about $3k in overtime over those two months, but it's not worth it. I'm growing to truly hate my job, and I'm getting increasingly frustrated with my coworkers and managers.

I've been drinking more. I've been going to bed as early as 7pm. I haven't been able to go see a movie in weeks. hell, I've only managed one netflix in that time period. we haven't been to the gym in weeks. my life has been reduced to work and sleep. I can't keep up at work, and yet despite repeated pleas for help, none will ever come.

making matters worse is the election coming up in november. there's a LOT of bullshit flying around, and I just don't know if I can handle the idea of another four years of republican rule. what's even more frightening is the local governor's race. if mccain and/or rossi manage to win, I'm fully prepared to move. it's not like there's anything holding me to seattle that I cherish. my job sucks, our apartment sucks, the economy sucks, and our government is well on its way to suckage. I've already downloaded the immigration paperwork, and plan to have it prepared and ready to drop in the mail november 5, if need be. I don't know how that will work tho, since the immigration forms seem to think I'd be applying from within canada. I don't want to move there until I can work, but I can't work until I move there. it's a catch-22.

on a slightly better note, I do have two pints of manny's in me, a belly full of jones' bbq ribs, and have a nice slice of sweet potato pie waiting for me for dessert. maybe I'll try to watch son of rambow before bed....