blargh

ever get the feeling that everybody just wants a piece of you? no, not in that sense...just paying bills..everybody wants to get their hands in your pocket. I just want to say eff it all and go live in a hollowed out tree somewhere. I'm tired, I think this warrants a stop at timmy hoe hoes before my patient at 4. yup...after my patient I'm gonna come back here and wrap myself in my 17 blankets (maybe not 17 but I'm a big fan of burrito-style livin) and just veg out for the rest of the night. sounds good. sorry, boring post. my point, I wish life was considerably more stress-free then it always ends up being