pudding

agh. i don't want to go to work today. i want to stay home in my tacky pajamas with my cats where it is safe. in my hoodie, with the hood up looking much like an ewok. last night i had to go and chase carts in the rain wearing a retarded, oversized rain poncho that kept my top half dry but soaked my pants as the rain rolled off of it and onto my super ugly work slacks. no one bothered to tell me that the poncho had ugly yellow wader pants that went with it. ass. i finished my christmas shopping yesterday, so i don't have to worry about that anymore. joe has given up on trying to buy me a christmas present so i will be purchasing my own. frankly i think that takes most of the fun out of it but i don't think he would have thought that replacing my body jewelry from head to toe or getting my nipples done again would have made good gifts. he tries not to encourage me, ever. ass. today feels like a glasses day, best for not being noticed. and because he is not going to put the effort into getting me a gift i'm not getting him one either. douche. you know what rocks my socks off? malt-o-meal. malt-o-meal is the best hot breakfast cereal ever. i eat the maple and brown sugar kind and then add more maple syrup and brown sugar, it could induce a sucrose coma. it's weird that at this time of year, when the focus is so much on family and such that people are so unhappy. well, maybe it's not so weird. it's kind of demented that we force ourselves to go through it though. why grit your teeth and deal with people you don't want to when you could easily just invite your friends over instead and actually have a good time? that's what one of the ladies at work does (she explained this to me at thanksgiving) and she says it works out much better, less stress and fewer bruised feelings. it makes sense. this year i don't have to make the usual round of family visits seeing as how i am thousands of miles away. there were only a handful of people i really gave a shit about seeing during the holidays and i didn't ever have to leave town to see them. i'll miss mom and casey, but the list stops there. the only gifts i have left to buy are for the cats and maybe the hamster. it's only fair that the animals get special treats on the holidays too. oh hell, on to the drudgery of getting ready for work. suck.