stress

It is time to blog. Time to tell the world how I am feeling; maybe some blog therapy.

Two days ago I experienced the most outlandish form of rage at work. Let me create a visual - finger in my face, yelling, I told you that you are in my personal space, hyperventalaing, panic attack, bawling mess of a meeting.

Let's move ahead 2 days...
jaw clenching, stomach knotting, headache inducing, teeth grinding, sleep missing ball of emotions.

please fix.

Good afternoon web world.

Good afternnon. It's been awhile and have missed my blogger. Here I am mid-November and I am faced with art school graduat applications. How does one represent oneself in a one page document? I wish they required a blog entry instead. I am sitting in Panara trying to find my groove, green tea beside me, pink floral scarf to keep off the chill. Scored a sweet table right next to the fireplace, how picturesque. I aimed for a quaint coffee shop in the Old Port. I even parrelled one handed while talking on the phone, I know I'm good, yet I didn't have any quarters....blasted and no free parking spots.

Longing for the days of Quebec city, road trips and quiet time together. OT tomorrow, should be easy money. starting to feel holiday-e. A few more days and we will be making the trek to my parents house for Thanksgiving. I can almost taste the gravy now. Christmas will be in Maine; I have like 11 days off, which will be wonderful and my parents and randma are coming this way.

I am trying to enrich my life. I am trying my hand at trying out for ski school again at Shawnee Peak www.shawneepeak.com Amy and I thought it would be fun. I plan on working on Fridays and getting the free season's pass. if I am smart I will try to squeeze one out for Andre too! Let's see what magic I have up my sleeve.

Ok back to that blank Word document...I must make at least a rough draft before tonights' burrito eating, art seeing, vampire biting fun night.