Cranky. Old. Man?

...I... words... fuck it I give up. Work = fail.

One week left of work (OMG WHERE DID THE TIME GO) and I have to go back to school. Realization that I haven't even BEGUN packing has set in. Thankfully Boss #1 managed to calm a little of my hyperventilation, as she was checking in, not necessarily getting demanding. I really need to calm down with the paranoia. I hate office politics.

Also, my left big toe apparently has something arthritic going on. I don't WANT to go to a doctor, but I may have to. Bah. Last time I'm wearing heels that long, evar. Figures, I decide to look cute and I injure myself. XD I may have to figure out a way to do non-heeled boots for my Terra costume--cause that ain't happening again.

~Cendri