After four years at my job, I finally have coworker around my age, who's cute, funny, as foul-mouthed as I am, an avid horror fiction fan, quite talented in hurling insults and witting remarks, and who I actually don't hate being around (that's the surprising part).

And of course, she's got a boyfriend. So today, I look up at the sky, and loudly shout "fuck you, universe. Not cool!"

Well, I'm gonna go be grumpy, and use my new found motivation, to get some film work done.

But seriously, "fuck you, universe."