push.

[alternate title: 'feel the burn.. from my eyeballs']
never thought it would start so quickly.

you'd think that after 6+ years of this, ~3 months would be a cakewalk. i can deal with the not-being-listened-to under ANY circumstance, and every decision i make second guessed and [when applicable] changed out of spite; but until now, it never got to the point to where as soon as i open my mouth, the first thing i say = me trying to start a fight.

it's a marathon.. at its absolute worst right before the finish line.

i could use people in the grandstands about now


and some cookies
or quesadillas

oh yeah, dinner.