To me, the worst days are the ones where
LOTS
of
LITTLE THINGS
keep on hitting, and don't FUCKING STOP.
If I go into detail, it'd just be a whole lot of little rant-sessions that will basically make me sound like a whiny little bastard, lamenting over every little thing.
BUT IT'S THE NEVER ENDING SHIT-STORM OF LITTLE THINGS....GHARGHHH.
my Top five, all time little shit things of the day:
1- Lower back pains (from what? nothing! GRR)
2- Fucking assholes at work (two more weeks...two more fucking weeks)
3- Not getting last weeks paycheck...and...
4- forgetting to ask for it today because of being distracted by...
5- My CAR WINDOW GETTING BROKEN! Broken by a friend. which is even worse. it wasn't really his fault (don't wnat to get into it), and I SHOULDNT be mad at him...but I am. Sometimes Anger is like that.
And of course coming home I realise that I'm late with my car insurance payment...and my room and studio is a fucking pit, and can barely find/get anything in there...(OK, there's 6 and 7)
The worst thing is that this fucking window repair had BETTER not fucking hurt me too much financially.
I have a WEEK of free time inbetween my old and new job. It WILL be spent having fun. I will be DAMNED if emergency $$$ problems fuck me over...
GRAAHHHHH
Da' is tired. I'm retirin' for the night.
Tomorrow had better be...er...BETTER, dammit.
LOTS
of
LITTLE THINGS
keep on hitting, and don't FUCKING STOP.
If I go into detail, it'd just be a whole lot of little rant-sessions that will basically make me sound like a whiny little bastard, lamenting over every little thing.
BUT IT'S THE NEVER ENDING SHIT-STORM OF LITTLE THINGS....GHARGHHH.
my Top five, all time little shit things of the day:
1- Lower back pains (from what? nothing! GRR)
2- Fucking assholes at work (two more weeks...two more fucking weeks)
3- Not getting last weeks paycheck...and...
4- forgetting to ask for it today because of being distracted by...
5- My CAR WINDOW GETTING BROKEN! Broken by a friend. which is even worse. it wasn't really his fault (don't wnat to get into it), and I SHOULDNT be mad at him...but I am. Sometimes Anger is like that.
And of course coming home I realise that I'm late with my car insurance payment...and my room and studio is a fucking pit, and can barely find/get anything in there...(OK, there's 6 and 7)
The worst thing is that this fucking window repair had BETTER not fucking hurt me too much financially.
I have a WEEK of free time inbetween my old and new job. It WILL be spent having fun. I will be DAMNED if emergency $$$ problems fuck me over...
GRAAHHHHH
Da' is tired. I'm retirin' for the night.
Tomorrow had better be...er...BETTER, dammit.
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it is brilliant!
oh yes! bring down the company from the inside! kind of like subterfuge, eh?
maybe you and Con should just come wit me tomorrow, guns a-blastin'. itll be like a Mooby Archangel killing. "none of you are good people!"
luv,
Murph