Let me take you back...

So... I've picked the most basic template for this blog - it's called "simple" view.  Sounds about right. It's mostly because the options are crap, but also, if I pick an "edgy" background I might come across as a bit of a cunt. A '"try-hard".  And that's not me....or....

Let me take you back. Back to the same old shit really. My life seems recorded on an infinity symbol, continually folding and turning upside down and back around on itself. If you're dumb and don't know what an infinity symbol is, here's a pic:

You see, the top becomes the side and then the bottom and then the side again and it keeps playing this same song in a continual loop....until death. So, when I say, "let me take you back", what I really mean is, "let me tell you a story that I have already told, that I will probably tell again with different characters at a different point in my life". This actually leads my thought process to time. Time is just a basic bitch construct to help us stupid humans deal with our reality. Like Brian Cox and the Nolan Brothers, I too believe that our lives are not linear. So the fact that I'm sat here writing a blog (again) about my basic life with basic issues (again) isn't a surprise. I've already written this blog, it's just that the events in my life right now have nudged me to publish them right now. Or something like that. 

Anyway, what I'm trying to do with this blog is self-medicate. Make myself feel better. I'm trying to get my emotions "down on paper" to make myself breathe a sigh of relief.  Also, you reading this and you commenting on this will help my self-esteem.  Isn't that why we all do this? Because we cry about our lives but make out like they are "totally sick, yo" on the internet? 

But alas, I've got 99 basic bitch, first world problems. And yes, a bitch is one.  What are they, you might ask? What could it possibly be that's bothering this healthy, corn-fed white girl from a middle class nuclear family?....Well, the bitch is me and the problem is my job. Not only my job; it's my career choice. But, I'm gonna be late for hot yoga; peace out.