I'm always running out of time. I feel like I'm running flat out too much of the time, always working on something 'critical'. This gets kind of old, having that pressure on all the time. Yeah, so I frankly kick ass and I pretty much always pull it off, but, you know, I'd like to not be constantly pissing on little fires. Oh, and Eris, that doesn't mean I'd rather be doing aerial bombing on a raging inferno either. Somehow I just get the image of being one of the poor schmucks in the C-130 or the PB4Y from last year. Just something with a reasonable pace, without someone wanting it done yesterday. And more time for myself - I haven't done shit for holiday shopping yet. Even though I do mine online for the most part, I haven't yet. I also have a bunch of shit to do, like finishing the winterizing on my apartment (windows still need plastic) or making my reservations for a trip to see my folks in Florida in February. Oh, and cleaning my place, doing the dishes, the usual... Being in the office all night isn't helping, I know.
At least tomorrow I'm definitely NOT staying late *again* - I'm getting out of here to see Return of the King with friends, no matter what.
And the season continues to get to me. What is it about this time of year that makes being lonely so much worse? Aside from my current state (see mood), lately the fact that I'm sans-SO has really been getting to me in general.