My friends, please bear with me...

because I am going to whine.

Why?

Because I am sooo drained from my job. We have become the 'Young & the Restless' overnight. Terrific drama. I feel like I should be writing all this down to submit somewhere. I have employees having affairs, back-stabbing each other for a promotion, and threatening each other. I have one lovely young lady who has just been terminated for embezzling (I never credited her with the smarts to do something like that).

There's more, but those are the highlights.

I keep thinking, 'I could be at Comic-Con right now, hanging at the WETA booth like a total geek or lounging at the hotel bar, formulating a plan on how best to stalk Elijah Wood and Dom Monaghan.'

I am filled with dread, a heaviness around my heart that I cannot even begin to explain. I want to be daring and silly, devoid of all the ugly human elements that drag us down. I don't want to worry about material things or a boring job.

I want to drop what I'm doing and fly to San Diego. Not just to *squee* over some geeky actors or get crushed in the dork-melee. But to be crazy and young and care-free again.

Ahhh...if only someone would give me a credit card...

Hugs and gentle *noogies* to all my lj posse out there who are wading through this crap.

( More sweet words from the poetry-obsessed )