Tomorrow is Friday
I woke up this morning thinking it was Thursday then after some thought I decided I was wrong and that it was actually Wednesday. I just don’t remember Wednesday happening so today must be Wednesday. Wednesday is disappointing Thursday is a much better day.
I had a rough start today. There I day I wake just so tired of myself it makes it hard to work up the nerve to leave the apartment or even dress myself. I would like to think that this had a lot to do with the disappointment of it being Wednesday instead of Thursday but, it’s hard to tell.
After ripping apart my closet I finally dressed myself and ran out the door so late that I had to speed walk all the way to bart station.
I have decided once again I don’t like summer.
On the way there several people smiled and said “good morning”. Instead of returning the kind words I just had a strong urge to kick them.
Yes, I am a jerk
I got to the bart station sweaty and feeling even more disgusting.
I hate having to rush.
So now I am here.
I came into find that they are building my cubicle walls higher to make me feel more caged in than I already to. They said it is to cut back on noise but it just feels like a cage.
My head hurts.
I need some coffee but there aren’t any cups.
And then I found out IT IS THURDAY!
Maybe my day will be better now.
In 45 minutes I am going to purchase a non-fat vanilla latte.
That will make everything better right?
Tomorrow is Friday.
Tomorrow is Friday.
Tomorrow is Friday.
I had a rough start today. There I day I wake just so tired of myself it makes it hard to work up the nerve to leave the apartment or even dress myself. I would like to think that this had a lot to do with the disappointment of it being Wednesday instead of Thursday but, it’s hard to tell.
After ripping apart my closet I finally dressed myself and ran out the door so late that I had to speed walk all the way to bart station.
I have decided once again I don’t like summer.
On the way there several people smiled and said “good morning”. Instead of returning the kind words I just had a strong urge to kick them.
Yes, I am a jerk
I got to the bart station sweaty and feeling even more disgusting.
I hate having to rush.
So now I am here.
I came into find that they are building my cubicle walls higher to make me feel more caged in than I already to. They said it is to cut back on noise but it just feels like a cage.
My head hurts.
I need some coffee but there aren’t any cups.
And then I found out IT IS THURDAY!
Maybe my day will be better now.
In 45 minutes I am going to purchase a non-fat vanilla latte.
That will make everything better right?
Tomorrow is Friday.
Tomorrow is Friday.
Tomorrow is Friday.