Angie

I don't even know her but I made a joke about using her name as my next blog's title. You want to avoid biff then I shall have to mention you in my blog. Don't even actually know if she was avoiding or what. And I rarely mention a name so...

Anyway, well, the steam has finally stopped coming out of my ears over the work schedule thing. I'm still not thrilled but I'll have to make do. Maybe the variety will be good for me. Maybe it will be bad. I am concerned about how it may impact my sleep patterns and mood swings but only time will tell with that. Sorry if bitchy me starts showing up more often, ya'll.

However, a couple people have told me they like angry me more. I kind of think I might too. I seem to get bit in the ass by my sense of morality. Understanding and knowing there are two sides to every story and being understanding about that has left me with the short end of the stick on several occasions now. That does not please me at all. Obviously.

Maybe I should start to be like Beyonce and take on an alter-ego to protect myself while on stage... Sasha Fierce is hers... what shall mine be?