I just woke up an hour ago and I feel pretty like, like, people are giving me shit. My doctors are giving me shit. My coworkers are giving me shit. My family is giving me psychic shit. It’s redundant, to say, because it’s all psychic shit. I thought typing like this, with a keyboard, would be more ergonomic but it feels less comfortable and my left wrist is getting more exercise. Is that a good or bad sign?
I’m so irritated. Why is everyone on my ass like this. It never stops.
And even when they leave me alone and think it’s fair, they leave me in a bad spot without having fixed all they’ve broken. Evil slime. I am making myself a coffee to amend THEIR mistakes. Why I am the one who has to do it?
I’m just wasting my life. I feel terrible, psychologically.
Mom is in cooking mode. She’s so brainless when she cooks. Most of the time she’s not much consolation other than the fact that she’s my mother. She’ll be gone some day. Father is a joke of a father.
I have no research questions about our data set in JMP. Therefore I can’t learn anything from it. I don’t understand how my senior can be so stupid. They just leave me assuming what now? I’ll be okay? Why are they paying me again? They think giving me time off like this compensates for the subhuman slavery of pipetting I’ll be doing later? It doesn’t work like that, buttfucks.
No word from the brother. He’s the only cool dude around.
I don’t know what to do. It doesn’t usually start this soon. It’s going to be a long day. =(