pudding

i 've got a hello kitty band-aid around my third toe on my right foot, got a drink sitting beside my left hand, and a super cheap beef pot pie in the oven. i've got it fucking made. okay not really, but good enough for a lonely fucking saturday night, right? could be much worse. spent all day at work. did five hours of overtime and got off work at midnight-fifteen. i was late to work, thought i went in at two-thirty but i was actually supposed to be there at two. ugh. so hopefully accepting the overtime and helping out will nullify my little fumble this afternoon. i've also got a big fat question mark over my head, a few comments were made today at work that kind of threw me off. joe won't be home until monday morning....which is awesome. seriously, its fucking great. i like to be by myself sometimes. maybe not on a saturday night, but there are defiantly times where its nice.