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I need to tell you that I am feeling a high level of frustration. HIGH LEVEL. OK the thing is I need to move out of my goddamn house. out out out. I need to move out and I need to move out very soon. I believe the word is escape. Been there, done that, have a collection of t-shirts. I don't want to be treated like I'm 12 anymore. I'm 26 and I will clean my room when I want to. This idea of escaping however is complicated by the following factors: 1) I do not have enough money. 2) I do not want to live alone. 3)I cant decide which is of a more urgent nature; a car or moving out.

I need a car. I need a car. Its not that I want to drive all the time, however in such times as: 1)long distance travel, 2)extreme weather, and 3)the need to escape a vehicle would come in very handy.

My job, oh how I love my job. I love my staff, and my chums at head office, and my fellow manager amigas. I love talking to my customers and finding something that we just fall in love with. I LOVE MAKING TARGET! And while I used to panic endlessly about not making target, now that we are making target I stress about that. The stress never ends. I need to get over that. Its very tiring.

My feet. Sweet Jesus my feet hurt. Not just an ache, but a crippling, throbbing pain. They are red and sore to the touch hours after being back home. It is almost unbearable and yet somehow I manage to go through this every blessed day. I'm a martyr for Vivah.

I need to figure out this diet thing. I fell off the wagon over a year ago now, and I am having immense difficulty climbing back on. Blah, I wanna be good. I do I do I do. I just cant seem to do it. I know I loved it, I know I was good at it, I know it was proven successful...so then we need to ask ourselves what my damn problem is.

Um I miss my boyfriend. Like, a lot. He's pretty cute, and sometimes he can make a joke, I mean a funny one. He is also pretty damn amazing to cuddle with. There is nothing I like more than snuggling right up to him. The fact that he lives in Virginia doesn't make this easy.

All these things are coupled with various other stresses in my life, several of them of significant importance and I tell you, I am about to go stark raving mad.

bloody hell.