work. a big part of life, mine anyway. and i don't USUALLY complain. work lets me be me. its always been a big part of me. i do my best, and take pride. so, with that said. the 'work' i've been doing for the last two and a half years has literally left me with PTSD, an unresolved unfair labor lawsuit i am vested in, a sour taste in my mouth - and... yes, my hiney a bit sore from being pumbled by the man. or, should i say, a woman in a pant suit and a strap on. it was the hardest work i've ever done, and i did it well. but, i declare today.... I AIN'T GONNA WORK SO NO SOUL SUCKING JERK I'M GONNA TAKE IT ALL BACK YOU SEE!
Now, not now... but now. I am have aligned my professional with my personal my emotional with my practical and am grateful for what the goddess has done is doing, and are about to do in my life. give thanks... the more you say thank you, the less you say please. SPIKE, you sometimes say the most profound fucking shit...
