{"id":135,"date":"2007-11-08T22:25:00","date_gmt":"2007-11-08T20:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/my-lows.html"},"modified":"2007-11-08T22:25:00","modified_gmt":"2007-11-08T20:25:00","slug":"my-lows","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/?p=135","title":{"rendered":"my lows"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Quite a crappy day today. I was incapable of thinking clear, of doing things, I felt like tied up. I would just stand in front of the computer trying to become coherent and categoric and decisive just as everyone around me expected me to be. Just that I wasn&#8217;t. I couldn&#8217;t. Then I got angry on my boss for not understanding this delicate situation. But he was right. I was @work. I was supposed to work at least in the low parameters. <br \/>But I kept thinking that this week I left the office at 10 almost every night. I generally do more than I am asked to do because this is how I feel like. I got involved. Can&#8217;t I be excused and understood for one miserable fucking day? Can&#8217;t he protect me? Is it so impossible for people around me to just understand that sometimes I CAN BE LOW?! But maybe this is the image I created for myself. I always take care of everybody. I never forget tasks. I am always responsible. Even annoying if you ask some of the guys. So when I am down, they cannot cope with it. They don&#8217;t understand. They just expect me to be as I usually am. So I guess I should just relax, take it easy, put a little distance between me and work.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=jl0nIWXqj98\"><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/jl0nIWXqj98&#038;rel=1\"><\/param><param name=\"wmode\" value=\"transparent\"><\/param><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/jl0nIWXqj98&#038;rel=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" wmode=\"transparent\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Quite a crappy day today. I was incapable of thinking clear, of doing things, I felt like tied up. I would just stand in front of the computer trying to become coherent and categoric and decisive just as everyone around &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/anurim.com\/?p=135\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[30],"class_list":["post-135","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-work"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=135"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=135"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=135"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/anurim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=135"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}