by susan on December 31, 2011
Job? What job?
by susan on December 30, 2011
My job was too easy.
by susan on December 29, 2011
When I drop dead,
I want to be doing something I love.
by susan on December 28, 2011
You can bleed out,
one drop at a time.
by susan on December 27, 2011
The job wasn’t killing me.
I was killing me.
by susan on December 26, 2011
You can get used to anything.
by susan on December 25, 2011
I have no desire to help promote
any of the Hallmark Card Holidays.
by susan on December 24, 2011
Multi-tasker is a polite word for schizophrenic.
by susan on December 23, 2011
I couldn’t get anything else done.
by susan on December 22, 2011
Three hours is too far
to drive to be ignored.