Jan 03 2003
Stayed home today. Did not go to the office. Cleaned house and watched the first four episodes of HBO’s Band of Brothers. My mother sent me the DVD box set for Christmas. Six discs, ten episodes. Only six episodes to go.
It fit the day perfectly.
I will go to work tomorrow. Things will change or I will not be going back again.
One day of work, then three days off. Maybe I’ll be able to clear away some cobwebs. At the very least I’ll be able to watch some more war.
Jan 03 2003
Yesterday, January 2, 2003, the game ended. I simply could not play it any longer. I went to work. After about five hours, I told a few people that I was leaving, and I walked out. I could not handle the crap for another minute.
I may go back tomorrow. I haven’t decided yet. If I do go back, the game will not be played. On second thought, it most likely will, since it never ends, but I will refuse to be a participant. It will be played around me, and I will ignore it.
As I was leaving, my immediate manager said to me “Hope to see you tomorrow.” I had no reply.
Am I having what is referred to as a breakdown?
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