STRESS IS:

- When you dream about killing your boss, repeatedly, and you realize you're awake.

- When you beat your head in frustration against the wall, floor, desk, bookshelves, door, car roof, sidewalk and it doesn't hurt near as bad as your shoulders do from all the tension in them

- When you can't remember how much vicoden you took and why if you did take that much can you still not relax?

- When you take your glasses off your face just for a second, and lose them in your own room. Seriously, where the fuck are they?

- When you have dinner with your favorite cousin and can't remember his name because you have so much going on in your head that your synapse can't fire correctly and nothing makes sense! Yet you still remember that Bulgaria's main export is Attar of Roses.

- When you totally ignore your blog for 3 days because you just can't deal and the lambs just won't STOP SCREAMING!



"Oh and Senator, love the suit!"