[shutterbug]

I've already cried at my desk while proof-reading a bunch of crap on deadline and now I'm spending my lunch hour here b/c the thought of wondering around town by myself with no where to go is tortorous.

I feel like puking.
My scalp is itching so bad if feels like i have a severe case of head lice or something.
My ears are burning.
I'm about to jump out of my skin.

No way to describe all the caois in my head today.
We are putting out two papers today instead of one.

I've written so many stories I stopped counting and I still have 2 more to do before 5 p.m. They have me editing crap and my own stories and me as an editor is laughable, but the things I know are right....I am told to change them. One of my co-workers brought her fiance into the office today (cus she's down from New York for the holidays with him) and she was standing next to my desk telling everyone in the small office that she is glad to have a brake from the "crazies" that she deals with at work.

She does social work at a mental health facility of some sort and said, "You know the crazy people like the schizophrinics, bipolars, major depressives...."

And all day...i can do nothing right.
My computer kept jamming the main printer every time I tried to print something I needed and in trying to fix the paper jams a woman (who I later learned is the big bosses wife) snapped at me saying I was banging it around and it was a $5,000 machine.

And everything I've done, my boss mis-understands me or tells me to do something and then mis-understands what she told me to do, but it comes back on me.

Now my neck is burning and itching. I think I'm getting some type of hives from stress or something.

OH....AND MY HANDS STARTED SHAKING AGAIN TODAY...after all this time off work of not shaking.

And I'm accused of doing things instead of being asked if I did or didn't spell check.....it's just assumed that I didn't b/c a production guy caught one mistake in my rushed, deadline story about a woman who was stabbed the other day.

Breathing excersizes aren't even saving me today.

I just want to go home and lock myself inside for at least two weeks.