violethaze

i'm so tired of this. 2 crap jobs. cell died last night and i dont even know when it was when i got back cuz all i wanted to do was go home with my dry ass contacts, let out dogs, and nap for 2 seconds. i'm guesstimating time everything. restaurant closes and ex is outside. restaraunt is my sister and her hubby, they are friends w my ex so they let him in. we eat and talk and i get punked by all of them on how good a worker i am and how i need a better job. peter (brother in law) wants whisky and all they have at wk is wine so he goes home buzzed to drink w the housemate. jane(sister) can only handle 1 glass of wine. well she gets 2 and she she starts cutting me down on my relationship w ex and i'm so tired and pissed i had probably 1/2 a bottle. ex leaves restaurant to chill w other friends and my brother, i get stuck w loopy jane who now wants to throw up. miss count down. i drive to her place. keep her from drowning in the toilet. cell has been dead but i dont even care. all i wanted was to cuddle with someone special and sleep for a week. knocked out w jane on floor. fed up and sore all i do is drive back paranoid to not get pulled over (but i'm fine), let dogs out, feed them and treat them, take out contacts plug in bogus cell it was between 6 and 8. i wanna say 6 so than i hopefully had more sleep than i thought. wake up. find that dogs pooped on floor. shower. text person that i'm dogsitting to find out when they will be back. find out her and husband should be back in 4 hrs( a whole day early). panic. have a dissagreement(?) w bestie. clean house. go home to get ready for job 2 again. upset. shit.

DEAR GOD, CAN I PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE HAVE A DO OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!


side note:
i didn't say that i emptied 2 more bottles of wine while i kept jane from drowning in her toilet.