lets just back the fuck up

the last week and this week is turning out to be a little of a nuisance to my personal life
out of the nearly 20 months lord have mercy
i worked straight for 24 hours
i hallucinated
i saw stars and not because it was at night
and although i got a pay rise, i just believe it did not justify the suffering
and, to top it off, when i walked out of the shoot at 8am
i saw that my tyre was punctured
of course right, of fucking course

so i passed out on friday night
thought i could hack a back to back rpm & pump session saturday morning
which lead me to passing out all sunday
im still aching
im still working my ass off like work is going out of fashion

its times like these where i just believe its all not fucking worth it
when im craving a holiday where i can just switch off
and not be annoyed by sms-es and calls
and not be pissed off with lame comments with no direction
and not feel like im too exhausted to talk
and not want to kill my direct

i just want to fucking bitch and whine so let me

xL