This weekend I find myself totally SG/London Hardcore-less for the first time since December. Its kinda weird, and it scares me how much I have come to rely on this bunch of awesome groovers, especially weekend-wise, when I get to see them at least once.
I'm a tad pissed off about it, but I'm sure I'll get over it...maybe it'll do me some good missing everyone for a weekend?
I have just had possibly the worst two weeks at work I've had in ages. It also doesn't help that I have no interest in my job, and can't stand most of the people i work with, who seem quite happy and content to deal with the crap that is churned out to them, month after month.
Since LAST monday, I have been dealing with shit after more shit after more shit, with no sign in sight of anything letting up, despite explaining to my manager how ridiculous the situation we were all put in.
Luckily we had some respite yesterday, but it doesn't seem to have helped. I left work today with a massive pile of emails on my desk, ready to be tackled on monday morning. I guarantee my horrendous mood that i had at the start of this week will return sunday night...i can feel the black clouds hovvering just out of view, ready to pounce on monday morning and fuck my week up yet again.
sorry for the moany/miserable journal...i needed to vent!
But i have stuff to look forward to, which is great. Only another 7 days to go, and i get to spend the weekend with these three nutters, get to go to TJ's for the first time ever, and get to see 7 Seconds and 5 Knuckle...
have a fab weekend everyone...
I'm a tad pissed off about it, but I'm sure I'll get over it...maybe it'll do me some good missing everyone for a weekend?
I have just had possibly the worst two weeks at work I've had in ages. It also doesn't help that I have no interest in my job, and can't stand most of the people i work with, who seem quite happy and content to deal with the crap that is churned out to them, month after month.
Since LAST monday, I have been dealing with shit after more shit after more shit, with no sign in sight of anything letting up, despite explaining to my manager how ridiculous the situation we were all put in.
Luckily we had some respite yesterday, but it doesn't seem to have helped. I left work today with a massive pile of emails on my desk, ready to be tackled on monday morning. I guarantee my horrendous mood that i had at the start of this week will return sunday night...i can feel the black clouds hovvering just out of view, ready to pounce on monday morning and fuck my week up yet again.
sorry for the moany/miserable journal...i needed to vent!
But i have stuff to look forward to, which is great. Only another 7 days to go, and i get to spend the weekend with these three nutters, get to go to TJ's for the first time ever, and get to see 7 Seconds and 5 Knuckle...
have a fab weekend everyone...
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that's what we fucking need.
Be good, or try to be...