1930: I don’t think I can drag my self to work tomorrow. I am just sick of it. I can barley stand to think that I work there. Even though I haven’t come into work for the last week. and tomorrow to make it even worse, I have to drive to Versailles to my co-workers house so he can drive us to Campbellsville to work for I don’t know how long and not even get the stinkin’ job done.
2153: Well, I’m not going to work tomorrow. I had to call Dave to let him know I wasn’t going to meet him at his house in the morning. I hope he doesn’t get the wrong idea (the wrong idea being he thinks I’m just a lazy ass that doesn’t want to work. It is not true that I don’t like work, in fact I like work, I just can’t stand Allied anymore). I’m trying to decide if I should come in any more, or if I should just quit Monday… You know how abused wifes and people are? They don’t like getting beat, but they love they’re husbands, so they don’t leave. I just don’t want some thing like that to happen. When the time comes to leave the company, I don’t want to have trouble leaving for some odd reason. I’m sure that doesn’t make much sense but I can’t seem to put it into the right words. Tomorrow I’m going to apply at a couple of jobs. Fazoli’s and maybe some other place.
I just get so depressed thinking about work. There has to be a point when you have to quit because you just can’t stand it anymore. There just has to be. I, life is so confusing, and some things are so weird and bad. and everybody goes by “Hollywood” standards! Why?!? I guess that is a for a later post though.
Speaking of Hollywood on a happier note; the writers strike is over 
. Isn’t that great. People get there jobs back. and we (I know I’m selfish) get Lost back, and hopefully NCIS. I’d be pissed if we didn’t. Though there shouldn’t be any reason not to. Because NCIS was getting some of the top ratings before the strike and even after. So they better give us NCIS.
I could keep typing forever (especially tonight I don’t know why but my typing is doing pretty good to day 
) except I keep forgetting to put the ‘m after I, so in the end I get these weird phrases. I gotta go now. Keep it real Director C Clark
