Hello boys and girls.
I hate the heat. I hate humidity. I hate the sun. I want to find a nice cold cave and live there.
The only plus....short skirts. I can wear skirts, and even short skirts, and feel comfortable.
My weekend was a blur. I didn't do much of anything. I finished my shawl, I started a lacey scarf. But thats about it. I blew off the beach, I blew off the book signing. All I remember is sweating.
This week is supposed to be hot. Summer is here, in all its sticky glory.
Sitting ladylike in skirts is annoying. You boys don't understand what a drag it can be.
Can you tell I have nothing?
I'm already annoyed. Starfucks was out of iced coffee so they gave me an iced espresso and water instead. Blugh. I'm not impressed. I would have taken my money back instead of this.
Today is going to be a long fucking day.
And oh good lord...its only 10am. Grrr...
But...no cigarettes! My walk to work cigarette is the hardest to cut out. I wanted one so badly. My 11am smoke will be dearly missed as well.
I need to keep my rambling to myself.
Stay cool kiddies!
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Update:
I don't know. I just feel like crap. I told someone I made more then I actually do this weekend. Then it dawned on me how little I actually make. Like kids fresh out of school with no experience are making more then me. And its just wearing me down. Its hard to even want to do work. I just want to tell them all to fuck off and walk out with my pride right this minute. And I think looking at jobs just made me feel worse.
I literally have $40 to last me until the 15th....thats a long strech. And using a credit card is out of the question. I already owe a minimum payment of $230 on two of them.
I'm just so fucked. I don't even know how I'm going to fix everything.
I hate the heat. I hate humidity. I hate the sun. I want to find a nice cold cave and live there.
The only plus....short skirts. I can wear skirts, and even short skirts, and feel comfortable.
My weekend was a blur. I didn't do much of anything. I finished my shawl, I started a lacey scarf. But thats about it. I blew off the beach, I blew off the book signing. All I remember is sweating.
This week is supposed to be hot. Summer is here, in all its sticky glory.
Sitting ladylike in skirts is annoying. You boys don't understand what a drag it can be.
Can you tell I have nothing?
I'm already annoyed. Starfucks was out of iced coffee so they gave me an iced espresso and water instead. Blugh. I'm not impressed. I would have taken my money back instead of this.
Today is going to be a long fucking day.
And oh good lord...its only 10am. Grrr...
But...no cigarettes! My walk to work cigarette is the hardest to cut out. I wanted one so badly. My 11am smoke will be dearly missed as well.
I need to keep my rambling to myself.
Stay cool kiddies!
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Update:
I don't know. I just feel like crap. I told someone I made more then I actually do this weekend. Then it dawned on me how little I actually make. Like kids fresh out of school with no experience are making more then me. And its just wearing me down. Its hard to even want to do work. I just want to tell them all to fuck off and walk out with my pride right this minute. And I think looking at jobs just made me feel worse.
I literally have $40 to last me until the 15th....thats a long strech. And using a credit card is out of the question. I already owe a minimum payment of $230 on two of them.
I'm just so fucked. I don't even know how I'm going to fix everything.
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caves are nice.