today was a success

Because I didn’t lose it and inflict physical harm on anyone.

Maybe it’s the commute or the shadeless mile long walk in 100 degree weather that I am so incredibly sick of taking?

Stress always comes down to a lack of control. My schedule depends on the whims of others. It’s been over a month, and I can’t figure out why my stuff isn’t working. I haven’t had one free moment to work on my talk for Monday (aah!!!!!), and my boss still manages to make me feel lazy by bugging me about shit I won’t be able to get to until next week.   

I just want everybody to fuck off for a while.