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3/14/2008
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Frustrated Inc.
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What has happened with the rest of my day ? For the few that care I will try and paint an accurate picture for you. I cleaned the house with Leo and she was pressuring me to get more done at a faster pace and I felt anxious as I often do when I have towork with others. I cannot tolerate people telling me what to do in any fashion whether it be washing the dishes, cleaning a floor, or working a regular Job. I need to work alone and be left alone when I am working or else I fall apart and take others down with me. So, we cleaned the floors and I raked the leaves in the backyard and then she and I went to look at some tables and chairs along with a computer desk I wanted, she had given me the impression that her friend was going to pay for this stuff to help us out but I guess do to the language barrier I was wrong as She asked me for money, I have no money was my response as I only have $100 for the rest of the month. She understood and said OK but I felt bad that I could not provide and now feel all twisted again. Plus I am frustrated that I have to use a PC to type this posting (again, I am sorry PC users) as limited wireless access in the city. I am hot ( 97 is the temp here today ) , down, and tired. That is how I feel right now. I feel like I may be posting here too much and wearing out my welcome but this is my blog and my therapy so I guess I should not feel that way. Today is for sure a classic Borderline day for me, I am all over the place and not quite sure where to go or what to do but there it is and here we are. I guess that is the reality and I just have to deal with It.
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