where you at?

The only person we should be competing with is yesterday's version of ourselves.

Seems I've forgotten about this and haven't been managing myself very well lately. My fuse is short -- non-existent, really -- and I'm getting more drained fighting things that just aren't worth the battle. I need a drink.

Correction: drinks.

And a reminder, perhaps. I miss my old laid-back self. Where'd she go? She was much more fun and less weighed down by the general stupidity of the office. In her place is a lady of rage. She demands a lot of time and energy and, quite honestly, she needs to go.

So, methinks it's time for a buffet.

You know, to settle and ground my appetite-diminished, alcohol-seeking self. Food is love and I haven't been feeling much of that at the office these days. It's time I remember that only I can feed and satisfy myself.