I am so tired of having turkey burgers for lunch. Unfortunately, that is the only thing in the cafeteria worth eating. I really want to try the "Morningstar" food products, like the nuggets and pattys. I hear it's pretty good and healthy for ya. And of course, I would open up the blog talking about food. Damn, I need to lose weight!

In just a little over a week (11 business days to be exact), I will be gone from this job. The worst thing about knowing when your end date is, is that it becomes harder and harder for you to do your work, because the attitude of "what's the point? I'm leaving soon anyway" sets in. Well, at least it does for me. It takes extra effort to get up to come here and when I AM here, I am just "blah."

In Ohio news, my mom just informed me yesterday that they may not be able to give me the money they said they were going to give me for my birthday when the NYC trip was still set. They said they were going to pay for my plane ticket, but since I am not going to NYC, I said that they could take that money they were going to spend on the plane ticket and just pay for my hotel stay in Ohio. They said, "sure." Now, it's all, "I don't think we'll be able to because we have to take the money we have to pay bills and back taxes." Okay, I understand that and root you on, but why are you telling me this now when it's so close to when I am planning on going to Ohio for a couple of days? Why couldn't you have told me this a couple of weeks ago when it was just an idea. I am still in talks with them about it, but yeah......not a happy camper.

On a completely different note, do you ever get the idea, or feeling, that you are being used? I do one nice thing for a couple of people and then all of a sudden it's like the only reason they talk to me is to get me to do it again. And no, it's not whoring myself out. That would be a travesty put upon the world if I did that. I think that there is a verse in Revelation that states that one day a fat boy will take off his clothes in public and bring the world to an end. Anyway......got off on a tageant there.....do you ever feel like that? Well, the "being used" thing. Not the whoring yourself out. Damn, there I go on that tangeant again.

Of course, I have to write about something that happened at work, since it seems every day here is worth writing about. This woman came in for her evaluation (first visit) and when she sat down with me to schedule her appointments, she goes, "My husband left me and is living with some younger woman." All I could do was look down at the paper because I honestly didn't know what to say. Then she broke into the sob story about being together for 29 years and he is going to keep her on his insurance because she has to get something out of that 29 years." I kept saying that I was sorry, but why would you tell a total stranger this? I understand she just wanted to have someone to listen to her and be, kind of, a shoulder to cry on, but that is what family and friends are for. I feel bad for her, but it just made me feel weird her telling me all of this.

Okay, kiddies. It's about that time that I get back to work. Have a great day! *Muah*