Hang on to the vine

I don't wish to be negative. I don't wish to be a lazy good-for-nothing. But damn me to hell, I cannot get to the gym, pick up my clothes, go to the drycleaner, run the dishes, or even sort through my thoughts. I'm just TIRED.

I've been at this thing. They call it a "fusion" and it's intense. The tribe hired some consultants to come and work us to death so we could put together a request for companies to come and give us a computer system. But you have to be there at 8, eat breakfast lunch and sometimes dinner with this group, and just just talk and think, and problem-solve non-stop. It is so draining. I am exhausted.

It's been painful. No joking around. It's all business. And anyone who knows me knows I need a break now and then. So I am going to bed. To watch crap tv. Don't even think about bothering me tonight.

That means you crazy ass uncle who is on the verge of being commmitted to amental hospital. I can't deal with you and your crying right now. I'm just a bad person. But seriously...I do not have any patience. Try not to do anything nuts.