llamaface

So I'm going to Chicago in a week. To say that I'm not looking forward to this is an understatement. I have no interest in going up north, nevermind the fact that this is the worst possible timing ever. Funny though because people around the office beg our leader to let them go to conferences out of state, and I get to go to Chicago and its like he's sending me off to iraq. or kansas. or you get the picture.

I'm sure Chicago is lovely and all I just have no interest in going. Especially not now. I have too much that needs to be done and not nearly enough hours in the day in which to do them. I'm just barely getting a handle on this whole growing up living on your own concept. I still barely remember to throw out the bad milk and buy new fresh milk, how can I be gone for a week? Like for example, I bought my car 2 weeks ago and it needs wiper fluid and I haven't bought any, because I don't have any paper in my house, because all my paper and office stuff is in erie, and I need paper to write down a to do list and I don't have any paper on which to write my to do list to remind myself to buy paper so I can make a to do list. This is what we're dealing with people. I have no clue how people my age have children and manage to remember to feed them. Hell I can barely comprehend how I would find the time to remember to feed a pet, cause if I don't eat breakfast the world isn't going to end. But if I forget to feed my imaginary cat he'd eat my face. And that would be a problem, because who would make mailing labels for 5,000+ people then? No one. And the world would end. And we can't have that.

The funny thing is that I'm all rested from Labor day, which was fabulous and relaxing and everything a labor day is supposed to be. And then some. And I went into work today and sat down and looked at my to do list and realized that I have a 3 days to complete a weeks worth of stuff so I then proceeded to destroy my emergency stash of smarties. Because if food can't make the stress go away, then really what's the point of living? or something.

So yea. I'm going to Chicago. And I don't think I'll even be able to take my laptop along with me because the world is a cruel cruel place and why do terrorist have to come between me and my minesweeper? Is there nothing sacred left in the world?