it's just another day

it's been an insane fucking day at work. seeing 40-50 patients in an understaffed clinic is never a good day no matter how you look at it. imagine starting your day at 7 in the morning seeing patients non-stop, with your first "break" starting at 1, ending at 115, then continuing the day till 430, and to top it off, working the last hour and a half by yourself. normally it wouldnt even bother me, but when your coworkers show no consideration, its a bit different.

you know how there are good birthdays and bad ones? this has to qualify as part of the latter. one of the lonelier ones id have to say. my sister is in ny, my youngest brother is spending his with his gf, and my other brother is working so its sad but it'll pass. its what the weekend is for i guess. but in all honesty, id like to be able to be able to spend time with them today.

ah well. im gonna go do chores and go to sleep. ive got work again tomorrow morning. welcome to the real world i guess. and like it says up top, its just another day.

my idea of a birthday present to myself? a slice of cake, a break from my diet. ok that and some clothes for the new position ill be starting next week. but either way, yay!