Last week my bosses decided that they would like to pay some fresh-out-of-school doc to replace me because they can pay them a much lower salary... This was followed by drinking myself into a black out at the karaoke bar with my friend Becca... who for some reason is now avoiding me. She's previously been the only shred of enjoyment in my life lately... and now is gone for an undetermined time period... awesome. Also, someone took $500 from my wallet that night also (was my birthday cash...) Oh did I mention I got fired for my B-day? How awesome is that?? (technically my birthday is this Friday but still...) This week continues to kick me while I'm down but I'm working on ignoring the negative stuff and forcing myself to press forward. Lost 8lb so far... apparently the "don't feel like eating" diet combined with going to the gym to avoid being home and alone is a winning combination... Uhg... I'm honestly considering spending the last of my bank account on a phoenix tattoo... cause I seriously need to manifest that entity and rise from these ashes!!!
