Black

Such a good song from Pearl Jam...I still ache when I listen to it.
So my three day weekend...thus far Saturday was sleep until you cannot sleep any longer day. I was awake 3 hours, went back to bed and just now got up again. I think if I were not invited to a friends b-day party I would be back in bed. I'm still bitter to attend though as to every "friend" at this party never even said Happy Birthday to me on Wednesday...I suppose I should be happy they consider me at all. I have a collective of maybe 4 people that hang out with me now. Work people seem to fucking hate me now...guess that is what happens when you are the boss. So 7 years of friendships seem lost...fucking great. I hate money. I am slowly growing rotten to the ideal of being at my job and opt for easier times when I worked less and bitched about money while in the presence of many friends often.