what it's worth

i'm in a foul mood tonight. i have photos coming out my ears and i don't want to edit a single one. tomorrow i go back to my part time job, which went to crap in the 12 weeks i have been gone, including firing a friend (and very good employee).

to top it off, lillia has yet to take a bottle. i do not know how i am going to leave her, even for 6 hours, knowing that she will most likely be screaming the entire time i am away. the thought makes me want to cry. there's no money in this job, and my dreams are in my future business. it's all i can do to even show up tomorrow. i'll be thinking of this face the entire time. here's hoping we all survive.