The more I think about my job, the less I want to go back. I used to think if I was in the right job position or had the right boss or better co-workers that life with the company would be good. I no longer think this is the case. I really, really need my insurance, otherwise I can't afford my insulin, but I'm questioning whether or not this place is worth it. Aaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhhh!
Today's card is crab. (Funny, I feel very crabby)