Friday. Everyone loves the word.
Hihihihi... very busy at work, it's a pretty good day... people are giving me the shits though, I hate that I have to announce the calls because I try and look for someone and this woman goes "I'M IN A BRIEF!" Like I could have fucken known that. They all know I'm upstairs .akjdfhajkf.kjafjhfdajhdaf.ahdsf make me VERY FUCKEN CRANKY. Before I was trying to figure out what to do with the girls tonight, but it's hard because we can't all drink and go places and it's like grr. Before I thought a good solution would be for Michael to come along, but he doesn't want to, I got cut in a shitty way cause no means no with him, he's like um no. Then I realised, why the hell WOULD he want to come along really. I just really hate it now, Megan's house has had the floor ripped up so they have no furniture, Kathleen's house is awesome but gay when her parents are home cause they're not relaxed and fun or anything, and I have NOTHING to contribute. Gay. But we want to drink. Dammit. But then one of us has to drive. Homo. About 4 times this week I've looked at my live journal and a few others, and I"m like man, mine's so boring, why isn't there anything new... cause i haven't written anything new... what a genius. The big boss is up today. It's one of my funner jobs, sometimes I have to help them look into the properties because he's been looking to buy in Sydney recently, and it was in this section '5mil and above'awesome. It was owned by a former Prime Minister, Niiiiiiceee. I keep fantasising that we're going to have work parties there. I think I'm wrong. Although he should hey. Kick arse. There was another property that was so much better for that seriously it was like gorgeous, this one was more about the indoorsy stuff.