Sometimes I don't feel that I have anything witty to say. That just bothers me. It also perturbs me that I can be so negative at my workplace. I don't want to be one of those people who goes on a rant about how fucking stupid everything and everyone is, all the while her co-workers and going "wow, what's her damage?". Not that this is Heathers or anything but you get the gist. So, I ponder, how does one reach the stage where the sheer stupidity of people does not drive her to the point of lunacy? Does anyone really like going to work? My educated guess would be no, but not everyone who works speaks so negatively in terms of their profession. I chose this life, I could very well pack up and make a new one somewhere, but I don't. I muse on how I want to start over, but that is scary. I guess it's all the Ezra talk on moving to Arizona. Is this another one of his get super exited plans that he does nothing with. Probably. But it also makes me realize that I really would do anything or go anywhere for this boy. Mind you, we have only been dating for 5 months, but he is wonderful. He is a kind person and a loyal friend, and I like that in a person. I also like that he likes me too. So what I am getting at, is yes, I would move away with you and leave the scariness up to chance. I will have my man and my no matter what friends anyway, so who the fuck cares.

Anyway, back to work now. I just needed a break from all the FUCKING idiots that I have to deal with on a daily basis.