Yesterday I got really depressed, frustrated, and sad. I broke down and cried. I couldn’t really put my finger on why. I was angry at myself for not being motivated, for not getting going on this next deadline. But I couldn’t really see how that could make me so depressed. A lightbulb went off last night and I figured out what it is. I am my own mean boss. You know, the boss that makes you feel shitty for not working hard enough, the one that knows how to push your buttons and get you all frustrated. I have one of those mean bosses inside of me. She means well but sometimes she’s too much. The pressure is just too great. What am I going to do? I can’t tell her to shove it, I have to live with her! Tough spot. We’ll just have to work things out. I know she’s just trying to get me to reach my full potential, but she could be a little kinder and gentler maybe. After all, it is the last three weeks of my summer vacation, a girl’s entitled to a little bit of fun every once in a while. I always get my work done in the end.
I am working at Flickerbox today. They are very kind to me and let me take over a desk whenever I want. Tom even brought me a cup of coffee. Coworkers are nice. Don’t tell anyone, but I am sleeping my way to the top!