i can't not write. that would be like a monkey not having any desire for grinding an organ or eating a banana.

work was rubbish today. i stayed twenty five minutes to discuss my lack of composure when it was really busy and the drinks were being written up wrong. i should just remember that it's just coffee. we're not saving lives. i'd like to save lives. i'd love to work for hatzalah or an ems.

i'm sorry if i upset anyone with my last entry. i guess i was a little upset about the fight with elizabeth and i felt like crawling under a rock forever.

feeling: : better