I'm not getting much done. I continue to try but work is in the way. How dare my boss encroach on my writing time, yes? Does he not understand the deadlines I have in place? Terribly inconsiderate if you ask me.
Lay-offs are cycling around again. I feel very secure with my job as I'm overworked and underpaid. My boss can't wipe his nose without directions and assistance. Hopefully K has not taken over my role and I have a job next week. However dubious that job may be.
The economy is stabilizing? Really? I haven't seen the proof.
Other shit: R is back at the dumpster, smoking. The last I saw, he shot me a glare but he need not glare at me. He is his parent's problem.
Note to self: "Mia, prep resume just in case and buy new box of Kleenex... or simply recycle them to the boss. I like to think green."