I got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-s-summertime, summertime sadness
A ce moment, je deteste l'angoisse de ceux qui m'entourant. Mere, pere, les collègues. Tout le monde. I can't listen to any more whining or yelling.
I am gaining indifference and indifference is dogging me. I'm not angry or depressed, I'm just tired of hearing about it. My sympathy reserves for others have nearly dried up. Fontana, a notable example, has taken to yelling and illogically accosting even more than her usual. Dad is a dick. Mom is... understandably selfish, though through no fault of her own, it still stings. Orch is thoroughly on Dad's side. Orch also will not listen to my work gossip/complaints/info because she cannot bear to hear anything negative about my psychotic boss. (Psycho is also Jarrett's mom. Orch also has no idea what she's talking about.)
Nobody's listening to anyone, and as the last person alive with capable cochlears (apparently), I am getting tuckered out.
Also nearly got found out RE Esther Krylon mtg with Lynne... Time for the patented Kitten-McMahon-No-Sell. :D
Still in love with Mrs. Foley's Baby Boy. Have a nice day!
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