Excessive

Well Saturday turned into quite a bit of work, and I didn't really get any prep done for tomorrow, which is a huge setback, and stayed two hours and fifteen minutes late.

I've been spending the majority of my time (usually from 11am to 11pm.. sometimes longer) working on various webkore projects, but specifically I've been working on one more than any other, the Webkore Knowledge Base we're developing from the ground up. It's a tool for support staff to look up answers to common questions, as well as troubleshooting steps for common issues. Working on this knowledge base has taken priority, at least for me, since it will take away almost all the stress of working support.

It's 5:36am and I'm not in bed and I'm not tired and it's - again - going to screw up my tomorrow, and most likely affect my moods even more. I'm sitting here, alone, with Tony Bennett on, thinking nothing, feeling nothing... it just seems something is missing. There's just go to be something missing.

For the last few days I haven't felt very good. I've been feeling very down, sad, depressed, apprehensive and anxious. I think for the most part it can be blamed on the fact that I've been getting up later in the day and up later in the night... it's a subtle difference really, but it seems to have some effect on me, or at least I think it is. I feel low again, and apprehensive towards the future... sick of not getting a job from all the places I've applied, and now there aren't even any jobs to apply for. I feel distant from Emily... I've only talked to my Mom once in the last two weeks. I don't really know what's going on... is it all in my head? I don't know where to begin... There's so much I want, and I don't seem to be getting any of it.