It looks like I need some wine with my whine today. I don't mean to start out negative here but life sucks a bit at the mo so what can you do? Don't worry I'm pretty sure I can end this with a positive note as always. We all have our own bad stuff going on these days. And sometimes, it's just all in our heads. Uhmmm are you guys real?
How are you all?
So have you guys been trolling Elon Musk's Tweets because he ruined your Bitcoin dreams? It sounds like we are not in control here. Anyway, I've been missing Hive lately not that you care that much if I'm not around. It's just that I've been busy at work. I know it sucks ugh. A colleague, a toxic one, finally left and so there's more work for me to do (without wage increase or anything). So I'm automating my tasks just so I have more time for things that matter like Hive, Twitter, Crypto, and this other thing I've been working on (top secret).
Do you guys still remember that post when I first got the job? It was sweet. Back to the corporate world after years of living free. You were congratulating me and all. I dreaded the time that I'd be interacting with zombies again. I also wrote that if I couldn't do it anymore, I'll just easily quit because it's not like that I'm trapped or something. But then guess what, it's been 9 months and yet here I am still, putting up with all the shit. So I guess I am trapped.
Don't get me wrong, I like the actual job. It's just the people I can't stand - surprise! Call me anti-social -ist or whatever. Nope, I'm just selectively social here. Lately, they've been contributing to my anxiety and quite possibly to my own moral decline. Now don't you all panic because I'm not gonna be out there slaughtering animals. Yet.
Do I eat it or does it eat me?
I have to be out of here before everything turns ugly. You know what Jordan P said? Conflict delayed is conflict multiplied so I guess I'm a ticking timebomb. It is so so not good for humanity to be as diabolic as me (like looking sweet on the outside but extremely evil and shockingly vile on the inside). But you all know this job is just a means to an end. It's not the be-all and end-all of my existence. I just don't know for how long I can endure this before all hell breaks loose finally. I think I'm gonna get Jordan P's anxiety pills, it worked for him, right?
I've been working a lot (and still thinking of other decent things to earn money) just to build a tiny home with a hobbit kitchen just like 
Oh yes, the goal is not to climb the corporate ladder and be a complete sociopath, just No. I should have been done with this scene a long time ago but what can you do, pandemic duh. Things can get quite crazy just like that. So I'm just taking some personal responsibility here. I need some anti-anxiety pills (if those will make me fat nevermind).
I'm super grateful enough to still have this job I mean, the less I talk the more I'll stay employed. There are times when I've just had it and I want to just /throat in the loo just to make a viral farewell email, one for the road ha ha. Okay again, don't y'all worry, everything is under control (invisible force). I just need some love from a cat and everything should be fine.