I don't mind all the work. I feel I need to get that out of the way; I'm not complaining about having a lot of work. Freelancers like myself need a lot of work. I'm pretty pleased with the fact that I've earned around $250 in the past three days. That's fucking GREAT (like America will be under Trump #MAGA...sorry couldn't resist.)
What's not so great (like America under Hilary...okay I'll stop now. Personally I think both candidates suck and there is no lesser evil this time) is that my work ethic is actually a little too insane. There was a time when people used to think I was lazy. I can't say I blame them. I mean; I wake up at 11AM. I eat junk food. I barely ever leave my house. I only volunteer one afternoon a week. I don't blame people for thinking I'm lazy.
But do you know what else I do? I go to bed at 3AM. I eat junk food because I work too hard to take care of myself. I only have time to volunteer one afternoon a week and doing so just means I have to work even harder when I get home. I work so fucking hard that I don't know what's going to kill me first; my diet or exhaustion. Will I die of a heart attack or will I just fall asleep one day and not wake up? I suppose time will tell.
I need to take better care of myself. I need to take more breaks. I need to start cooking for myself again. I need to have better control of my diet.
I'm working myself to death.
I'm working too hard.
I need to pace myself better.
I need to take care of myself.
I'd just like to end with a giant "Fuck you" to anyone who thinks I'm lazy. Just fuck you. Fuck you right in the ass with a rake.
|You tell em Haunter|
On the plus side I am planning on buying a new laptop on Black Friday so I'm certainly not going to complain about the extra money!
BRING ON ALL THE WORK. I'LL DO IT ALL AND I'LL SLEEP WHEN I'M DEAD DAMMIT!
I'm gonna go listen to heavy metal now. That always perks me up.