When does stress become a force that has the capability to consume the mind? Sleepless nights. Short tempered. Memory lapses. They all warrant validity. The office is becoming a literal arena of stressful battles - and don’t get me wrong, I can handle stress - but over 3 years it’s becoming a beast that I feel needs addressing… and I’m not quite sure where to begin.

Of course I work in a high tensile environment, a no holds barred shit-fest of selfish fucks that would sooner water the trees than piss on my burning clothing… it’s what I encounter every day, and I’m fine with it.

All I know is that I love what I do, my 2007 is the best year I’ve had since I started 3 years ago, and I will continue to service the unemployed and the unhappy employed the best I can… with a chameleon eye on the wankers that call themselves my peers.

I’ve never been one to feel comfortable with two faces, and I won’t start now.