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[sarasvati]

It's almost pointless to rant about work anymore. I'm sure people are just getting tired of hearing me bitch about how much I hate it there, all the wrong things that happen. And even when I fight against it, stand up for myself, other things throw themselves into my path and start the cycle anew and it feels like I'm just getting nowhere. I'm dreading going in today, but that's nothing new. I'm still looking for another job and having no luck, and that's not new either.

I just feel so worn down. I've hit that point of mental and emotional fucked-uppedness that I'm starting to be paranoid over whether the paranoid thoughts I'm having are even justified. Paranoia over paranoia. You know I'm pretty far gone when.

Instead, I'm going to say that I've started writing again, that I wish my computer wasn't having memory problems so that I could go back to playing Ragnarok Online, that my bookblog is still doing well, and that I'm still playing Pokemon Black in little snippets of the day where I can find some spare moments.

My life in a nutshell. I wish there was more of it.

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[sajia_kabir]

Paranoia over paranoia. I've been there. The only way I could get through it was by actual violence, but I would not advise that to you.