Work work work work… that’s all I’m doing and all I’m thinking about these days. I’m starting to get to the point that when I’m not working, I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m not complaining… I’m giving myself a verbal warning. I don’t want to turn into a work-aholic. I reassure myself that I’m not driven by ambition, but by a strong, sincere desire to support the troops, so to speak.
Just get through the next month…without developing a twitch.
rekounas
November 12, 2005 at 1:34 am
Right her with ya Steve. Dammit!
jody
November 12, 2005 at 7:08 am
Let me get out my violin.
Nelly
November 12, 2005 at 10:43 am
Careful not to burn out…sounds like you’re getting early symptoms. Been there, done that, NOT WORTH IT!
And “the troops” would get on just fine without that. At the end of the day, they’ll only remember their hard times and nothing about your sacrifices.
That’s appreciation for ya! ;0)
Pender
November 12, 2005 at 2:02 pm
Go make me a samich!