Below are the 5 most recent journal entries recorded in ihatemyboss' InsaneJournal:

Monday, May 16th, 2011
6:39 pm	Unemployed again ... and applying for disability... and taking care of my demented mother who just moved in with me... um, yay? (Comment on this)
Friday, November 13th, 2009
9:21 am	Are you shitting me? I just burnt my tongue on a $450 cup of coffee made with a $2000 Meile coffee machine. It was okay, I guess. So I talked boss out of buying a $250 fucking homemade rag rug to hang on the wall... and she turned around and signed up for a $40/month blooming orchid delivery service. Let's see... We don't have $250... but we do have $480 for the year? She's clinically irresponsible with money. Fucking insane... This, after we overdrew the checking account by $1200 last week and got turned down for a $5000 line of credit this week. Turned down. For $5000. Who gets turned down for that little credit? People who are mortgaged past the hilt and defaulting on huge loans, that's who! YAY! The reading I did about it - I think it means they'll let me go soon enough, so I should suck up all the experience I can while I can. Current Mood: aggravated (Comment on this)
Monday, October 19th, 2009
12:43 pm	Never satisfied Finally get to the changes Boss wants and ask a few finalizing questions. Boss decides to reorganize the whole website requiring the creation of multiple new pages. And doesn't answer the questions... He tells me to go ahead with the half-baked new website structure. I do. She's across the country and says, no don't post yet. But go ahead and do this complicated customer service that you've never done before... with no training. I'll spend a half hour typing out instructions in email when I could have done it myself in ten minutes. And the site wont' let me login. And their password is password? Are you shitting me? (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 7th, 2008
7:52 am	I Hate My Mother... I don't eat white rice if I can help it. Mom bought a ( 20 pound bag of white rice. ) (Comment on this)
Sunday, March 2nd, 2008
7:47 am	Tension Myositis Syndrome We get pissed. We let it blow over. We don't tell the boss, the spouse, the child, the pet what we think of them peeing all over our parade or forcing us into obnoxious situations. This too shall pass. Fear is the mind killer...I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past...Only I will remain. Desire leads to anger. Anger leads to illusion. Illusion leads to forgetfullness of one's eternal identity. Platitudes to live by. And that's all you need to do, right? Just control your words and actions, and go on with life. Or not. Evidently, all the times I was a good person and controlled my anger, fear, depression, sadness, anxiety, stress, and didn't say anything or do anything - I repressed all those negative feelings... which caused my cells to not get enough oxygen. In time this leads to pain, back pain, and a herniated disc. That's Tension Myositis Syndrome. I'm reading books by Dr. Sarno and that's the impression I'm getting. So if I journal about all those repressed negative feelings, every day, back to childhood, I will no longer deprive my cells of oxygen and no longer feel pain. I've started writing and it's all nasty stuff. Stuff I wouldn't want anyone to read. Because honestly, it's not how I feel. It's the irrational anger of the psychotic child inside. But at least here I can rant about my ridiculous boss and about how I worked my friggin ass off last year  and grossed $13K. Me, an electrical engineer, national merit scholar, computer tester, program manager. And god, my stupid online professors... (Comment on this)