trying not to be pissy.

let's see, i worked 9.5 hours monday, 10 hours tuesday, 10 hours wed, 8.5 hours yesterday and came in an hour early today because my boss told me wednesday she appreciated how extra hard i was working and that i could leave early today but still get paid until 5pm.

come in this morning and there's 2 "super hot rush" jobs that need to get done before the weekend.
which means i may be playing the hurry up and wait game, where I get my part of the job done at 10am and then have to wait until 3pm for feedback, which means NOT being able to leave until 5 which means another 10 hour day which is fine for my paycheck but i was super duper uber looking forward to going home early and relaxing in the 85 degree sun.

And I didn't even realize that THIS sunday is mothers day!
I thought it was NEXT sunday.
And i never made a card or anything - so that's what I'm doing tonight!

oh well.
trying not to be pissy.
it's only work.
which i'm beyond fucking sick of right now.

/immature childish rant

TGIF BITCHES.

omg

just had my first session with the muay thai guy (finally)

um

can i throw up now?

holy crap i don't think i've ever felt this sick and shaky after a work out.
i can hardly type!
i'm force feeding myself fake chicken right now to get some protein.

that.
was.

HARDCORE.

it felt really good - until the 500 side kicks.
which i got about 30 into it then said i was about to die - and meant it.
i try not to complain at all when i'm working out, so really for me to admit defeat was pretty major.

we're gonna meet again tomorrow at 11am.
hopefully i'll have more stamina.
and not be in too much pain....

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