The problem with everything - all of the crap I put up with - is that it never relents; there's no time to rest, everything is a damned priority or just a bit too expensive. I never get enough sleep (that's a joke right there, as if any of us do anymore). I feel like crap and haven't worked out in ages. I'm depressed more than not, and my kitchen sink hasn't been empty since last Tuesday. This country is in sad shape, thanks to the wisdom of those boneheads at the helm. And there's nothing I can do, except pray for 2008. I spend way too much time in traffic and nobody recognizes the hard work I do. My happiest moment will be when I'm guest of honor at a funeral. Hell, I should be so lucky. Hmmm, maybe I should start smoking again. I mean, what's the difference? I need a vacation. *Sigh*