now, i completely understand the nearly concrete improbability of gaining said-funds by pure, unadulterated dumbluck and chance-win, but elbowgrease, innovation and determination had done absolute fuckall for me.

and after yesterday's/this morning's [[what fucking day is it?]]'s debacle of homewardbound journey [via the detestable american airlines] followed by having to work [though i called-in sick], i'm pretty damned certain that the sistersFate owe me. [[big time, bucko-ettes, BIG time.]]

i need out. of job. of debts. of city. of state. of country. of continent. of hemisphere.

though this could be the me-that-has-not-slept-in-nearly-forty-nine-hours talking...
...as opposed to the regular-ol'-sleepdeprived-rationallyIRRATIONAL-me [who is, to be frank and fair, also feeling quite under-appreciated at work. under-appreciated by those who need to do the flippin' appreciating.]

maybe i should sleep on it.
luckily, i've been trying to polish off all this freakin' hefeweisen [cos i won't be drinking or smoking or eating for 20 days] [[it's the master cleanse detox, so don't worry!]] and am too drunk to trot SSE-erly toward the nearest lottery ticket dispensing facility.