today was shit. where to begin?
the first thing that happens is that on the way to work, my front right tire explodes on the connector. i manage to make it to the side of the road, and i call a tow truck to take my car some place so i can just black box it and forget about it. the entire process took about an hour to get it to a shop and get me to work.
the first thing the asshole co-worker tells me is that i was pussy and a wimp for not changing out my own tire on the connector.
i call the tire place and they tell me they can't get the tire on the rim because the rim is cracked. so now i have to get a new rim on there, and i also need another tire because one of them is also fucked.
so now i can't drive my car because i've only got the spare and no time to search for a rim/tire to put on it. it's really not a big deal to take marta, but it's going to make me tired and grumpy on top of being depressed.
after work, i call up a friend and he tells me this was my punishment for driving drunk on saturday night, where i may have caused the damage to the tires that caused the blow out. i really wasn't that drunk when it happened, or else i wouldn't have thought it was a great idea to drive from decatur to buddy's. so to top things off i also get chewed out by one of my friends.
after work was a small gathering at a friend's house. i decided to get food and bring it there because i was starving and soup just doesn't do it for me when i'm completely hungry and tired.
of course, the first thing that happens then is i get shit for bringing food to what is essentially a dinner party.
today did nothing but set me back for the entire week, at work, at home, at everything. no joy, no happiness, nothing positive happened to me today. i feel terrible and i'm really tired and annoyed with everything around me.
Mr. Nothing's got a lot
He's got a lot to say
He's good at being what he's not
Gives nothing away
Another day goes on by
And he never speaks his heart
He takes his chance with what he's got
It's too late now to stop
Mr. Nothing is late
He's running out of time
He questions whether chance or fate will ever show a sign
Looks to the sky above
For a glimpse of what it means
And never never never make
Make no sense to him
the first thing that happens is that on the way to work, my front right tire explodes on the connector. i manage to make it to the side of the road, and i call a tow truck to take my car some place so i can just black box it and forget about it. the entire process took about an hour to get it to a shop and get me to work.
the first thing the asshole co-worker tells me is that i was pussy and a wimp for not changing out my own tire on the connector.
i call the tire place and they tell me they can't get the tire on the rim because the rim is cracked. so now i have to get a new rim on there, and i also need another tire because one of them is also fucked.
so now i can't drive my car because i've only got the spare and no time to search for a rim/tire to put on it. it's really not a big deal to take marta, but it's going to make me tired and grumpy on top of being depressed.
after work, i call up a friend and he tells me this was my punishment for driving drunk on saturday night, where i may have caused the damage to the tires that caused the blow out. i really wasn't that drunk when it happened, or else i wouldn't have thought it was a great idea to drive from decatur to buddy's. so to top things off i also get chewed out by one of my friends.
after work was a small gathering at a friend's house. i decided to get food and bring it there because i was starving and soup just doesn't do it for me when i'm completely hungry and tired.
of course, the first thing that happens then is i get shit for bringing food to what is essentially a dinner party.
today did nothing but set me back for the entire week, at work, at home, at everything. no joy, no happiness, nothing positive happened to me today. i feel terrible and i'm really tired and annoyed with everything around me.
Mr. Nothing's got a lot
He's got a lot to say
He's good at being what he's not
Gives nothing away
Another day goes on by
And he never speaks his heart
He takes his chance with what he's got
It's too late now to stop
Mr. Nothing is late
He's running out of time
He questions whether chance or fate will ever show a sign
Looks to the sky above
For a glimpse of what it means
And never never never make
Make no sense to him
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Seriously, that sucks that things are down right now. But don't let it get to you more than it absolutely has to
You should come out this Friday night-two wonderful singers are performing at Eyedrum, and some of your friends will be there.
Have a good rest of your week!