As for the other night...

Alli's and Ali's birthday celebration was excellent.
But I simply don't have the energy to recall all the wonderful events that transpired that day, evening, night, and morning.

I am still upset about yesterday. I can't help it. Every time I think about it, I want to either break something - preferably the heads of the bitches on first street - or break down and cry.

I can't take this kind of stress. I LEFT THE WORLD OF BIG-CITY CORPORATE BULLSHIT so I wouldn't have to deal with this anymore. I have a job offer down in Seattle that I could take that would pay about five times as much as I make now. It would be right back in the same flow of daily BS of the corporate world, but it would be good money.

But I have two businesses to run. I have a job already, in addition.
And I can't leave these people to ruin their own businesses, to dismantle their community to the point of Langley becoming the practical ghost-town that it was years ago. I have to do my part. That is what I'm here to do.

Sometimes I could strangle Fate in all her triple-faced incarnations. Fate and Destiny are bitches sometimes. Everything happens for a reason, I know, I know...and I owe it all to them.

But good god. Could I please please please have a FUCKING BREAK?!