Claustrophobia.

Start by listening to this. Pay attention to the lyrics, too. Especially when she says the bit about 'something wrong with every plan of my life'. Just about captures exactly how I feel.

A few months ago, I started off by saying I'd un-dramatize life. Just when I thought I'd gotten to a good start, the bi*&h kicked me in the butt!

Something's gotta get better soon, eh?

My dream, and I know I'm saying this for the gazillionth time, is to become hope-less. And soon.

Dedicated to Highlander :)

So let me start by giving you some context. I'm extremely overworked right now, owing to some folks from the Canadian office being here. I've slept a total of 8 hours in the last 2 days. I've been working for 13 hours at a stretch now, thanks to some suggestions I made on improving a bunch of valuations, which in Cap One means I'd have to implement them!

I resort to my usual feel-better-thanks-to-relative-misery technique and call Highlander up. He listens to me rant and rave, tells me he's still at work too (relative misery in play here, take note) and then tells me to go check out this link and hangs up.

How can this not make me smile, I say? :)

Cheers, mon ami!!!!

S.O.S.!!

Calling Highlander!! Sloppy's getting sloppier (and messier?) by the day, whither art thou?

It's no fun being Sloppy alone, I miss you :(

Give me one reason - Tracy Chapman

I dont want no one to squeeze me - they might take away my life
I just want someone to hold me and rock me through the night

Give me one reason to stay here - and Ill turn right back around
Because I dont want leave you lonely
But you got to make me change my mind

Baby just give me one reason - give me just one reason why I should stay
Because I told you that I loved you
And there aint no more to say

I suffer from occasional flashes of reality getting to me, sometimes the world forgets the fact that I'm trying to be seven years old...

Conditioned to not knowing the difference between right and wrong? I endeavour to simplify, but S says I complicate 'coz I don't really see what I'm doing...

It's abominable how I manage to go right ahead and do the things I didn't want to each time. Over and over again!

I should have been quarantined at birth, I say!!!!

Can I pretend to have amnesia? Please, pretty please!!