I was an algebra tutor in high school.

This is rotten after the massive bitter depression I've had all day. I don't know what's going on but something's gotta give and I'm beginning to think it may be my job. It's too bad really... all the people there are so genuinely nice. But I'm far too angsty right now to deal with selling ceramic armwrestling frogs.

Note to you guys who don't seem to have it all together (much like myself): I'm still updating my blog, so you have to go to both to get all the possible Bee out there. Get your fix, yo. I complain all over the web.