dump truck...

this week has not been all that exciting... not much going on, just busy with work and trying to get myself to feel better. i came down with some kind of sickness earlier this week and it sure has dragged every last bit of energy out of my system. the days are spent trying to muster up enough strength to get through a work shift at this point without having to take any days off to make up later. at the same time, this results in a state where my mind is zombified and studying does not occur for my up and coming exam. it is this that then stresses me out, which makes me feel "worser". this is one of my new favoritest words... i can't even tell you how many people i have seen in the last few weeks that use the word 'worser' as part of their normal vocab. it cracks me up... because i will say 'so you feel worse?' only to get the reply 'yeah, worser that before'... or something along those lines. so, i too feel worser than i did yesterday, which was worser than the day before. it has been a down hill journey [which down hills usually get easier, so maybe it has been an up hill battle] this week with another new symptom being added each day. what an exciting grab bag of physical crap! i feel like a dump truck traeling down that hill [or up it] picking up the garbage at each driveway along the way... one stop for each day with a new piece of an as yet unknown bodily production or ache added to the pile. well, this dump truck needs to get the the freakin' land fill soon, let me tell you, because i definately need to offload all that bad human humor that is packed into my essence at this time. diesel is my fuel, grease to my gears not have, hydrolics do i possess, material do i compact and awkward do i appear, yet nonetheless, i must carry/drive on, finish my route and unload whenever i can, when i can. until then, please please please... recycle!
-g