justmee

I'm in such a bad mood. I feel like at any moment I could burst into tears.

I mistakenly made "friends" at work. Now they feel like they can whine and complain and be miserable bitches all day long. Oops. So now I'm about to erase one off my messenger list, and de-friendify him. Life should turn great. I'll turn back into Supervisor me... pull away from everyone, and maybe keep my sanity at work. I just don't understand the whole becoming unprofessional thing. Who does that!??!

Great. I just fucking realized that I shared this little site with one of them. He'll be secretely reading this.

Note to you: You're reading this, and surprised. And yes, I realized that you would be reading this AFTER I wrote it. But, if you want to be snoopy and read somebody's journal.... this is what you get. My first bitch about you. Sorry. P.S. If you decide to hate me, lets just not be friends. We can try to be normal at work though. I don't like your mood swings.

On another note... my husband got a free motor for his Nova. He just informed me, however, that to put it in it'll cost $1,000 for all the extra little parts. WTF!?!? I'm so becoming a stripper. THen I can just buy someone's car that's already driving around.

This is a bitchfest, so now I'm going to go. If I weren't on my "all-natural" diet... I would so drink a fucking six pack right now. It's just that kind of a day.