so i quit smoking on my birthday.
and i'm not being paid on time, again.
and i'm being held responsible for more shit than i know how to handle at work.
and i'm low man on the totem pole, so i can't go making demands, like "i'm working from home until i get paid", like everyone else is doing.
and i have to spend the next two weeks in avondale, away from everyone i know anymore.
and i'm trying reeeal fuckin hard not to lose my temper, but i'm snappy as fuck today. i can't prioritize my work, because, well, nobody bothers to respond to me. i can't do a goddamn thing if nobody talks to me. i'm playing the "i want what i can't have" game again, and playing "i don't want what's perfectly good for me" game at the same time.
i need a fucking back rub.