Stress Balls Ain't Just For Squeezin'
Stress cares not what day
it strikes. I squeeze the ball tight.
I want to throw it.
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and there she sits ...
from my cubicle|snapshots shared, job woes declared|all in a day's work.
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- 200 hours of vacation and I'm sitting here because...
- A half day -- just as half-hearted.
- Seriously, this day is just ENDLESS.
- One year on ...
- Monday, Monday, can you trust that day?
- Somebody's gotta win; might as well be me, right?
- Six Days from One Year
- It's a throat-punchin' kinda day.
- Why is it wrong to call a fool a fool?
- Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! The weekend!
- When you're so busy you swear you're crazy.
- Remember those that told you "all you ever needed ...
- Tuesdays are for trying.
- It's Monday and already I pine.
- Even though the weekend is near.
- My mama told me ...
- Throat punching good time.
- Tuesdays are for procrastination
- Brokedown Monday.
- This was me last Friday.
- I want to run, to run so far away ...
- When hump day seems so long a day ...
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They do the 'ku, too
The Cubicle
and there she sits ...
1 comment:
i'm feeling your pain
saturday is here thank God
but something looms ahead
like the dark rain cloud
pending overwhelming doom
monday will return
last week drained happy
from all surroundings
next week holds no hope
audits of satan
unceasing questions rain down
where are the answers
boss gets vacation
i get client relation
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