I love my job, no really, I do...
I just hate a lot of the assclowns I work with. Namely a big ugly one with a condescending stick up her ass. If you've ever worked with a person like this, you realize what a tragedy it is for them to be in a managerial position. I love it when my fellow co-workers and I bust ass so she can sit around gossipping, and then have the nerve to act more intelligent and well educated than every single doctor in the practice. Bitches.
Enough rage though. I haven't written anything approaching profound in quite a while. For some reason the lackluster has taken over and my priorities are just different. My house is also a wreck, another oddity that would normally make me pull my hair out, not so much right now.
My roommate is gone for 2 weeks...which is oddly freeing and lonely as hell simultaneously. How did I ever live alone??? I usually revel in solitude, but I've become accustomed to overnight guests and a live in roomie. It's eerily quiet, such that I had to put away dishes a moment ago just to make some noise.
My dog wont quit shitting in the house, though I think I've remedied that with the addition of a kennel. Bastard ate 2 dozen cookies this morning, then had blow out diarrhea. I hate being an absent minded pet owner.
I'm rambling, I need to be showering to go out later...this seems better than bathing at the moment. It's ball hot, and I wonder how on earth I thought moving 1700 miles would ensure I never see another over 85 degree day ever again. I was clearly bamboozled.
I just hate a lot of the assclowns I work with. Namely a big ugly one with a condescending stick up her ass. If you've ever worked with a person like this, you realize what a tragedy it is for them to be in a managerial position. I love it when my fellow co-workers and I bust ass so she can sit around gossipping, and then have the nerve to act more intelligent and well educated than every single doctor in the practice. Bitches.
Enough rage though. I haven't written anything approaching profound in quite a while. For some reason the lackluster has taken over and my priorities are just different. My house is also a wreck, another oddity that would normally make me pull my hair out, not so much right now.
My roommate is gone for 2 weeks...which is oddly freeing and lonely as hell simultaneously. How did I ever live alone??? I usually revel in solitude, but I've become accustomed to overnight guests and a live in roomie. It's eerily quiet, such that I had to put away dishes a moment ago just to make some noise.
My dog wont quit shitting in the house, though I think I've remedied that with the addition of a kennel. Bastard ate 2 dozen cookies this morning, then had blow out diarrhea. I hate being an absent minded pet owner.
I'm rambling, I need to be showering to go out later...this seems better than bathing at the moment. It's ball hot, and I wonder how on earth I thought moving 1700 miles would ensure I never see another over 85 degree day ever again. I was clearly bamboozled.
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guitargeek:
Here, watch this.
evzilla:
You're my God damn angel. A day at work without you is a day I'd rather not have to work at all.