on a scale of one to awesome I'm the shit
Title courtesy of something off the Snakes on a Plane soundtrack my friend's letting me borrow. Hells yes.
Soooo... I work. And I sleep. And Thanksgiving? I worked and slept. Yep. Oh, and then watched Clerks 2. (Pre-release for employee shit. Mmhmm.)
Kind of in a funk. Like, I'm either REALLY fucking happy, or I'm REALLY fucking bummed out, or I feel completely numb. No in-between, no other feelings, just happy/sad. Like a bad drama/comedy mask thing. A typical Dani day goes something like this:
3:30 pm: I wake up, look at cell phone, swear profusely for oversleeping. (Yes, this happens pretty much daily..)
4:30 pm: I drive to work.
5:00 pm: I get to work in a relatively good mood, see Eric, mood gets even better.
6:00 pm: I want to kill things because I hate being a fucking glorified babysitter.
9:00 pm: I consider killing myself with the stapler.
11:00 pm: That stapler looks really, REALLY tempting.
12:30 pm: I drive home, get on the internet, and feel numb. If I get to see Eric, insert overabundance of happiness.
5:00 am: pass the fuck out.
...
what the fuck.
Soooo... I work. And I sleep. And Thanksgiving? I worked and slept. Yep. Oh, and then watched Clerks 2. (Pre-release for employee shit. Mmhmm.)
Kind of in a funk. Like, I'm either REALLY fucking happy, or I'm REALLY fucking bummed out, or I feel completely numb. No in-between, no other feelings, just happy/sad. Like a bad drama/comedy mask thing. A typical Dani day goes something like this:
3:30 pm: I wake up, look at cell phone, swear profusely for oversleeping. (Yes, this happens pretty much daily..)
4:30 pm: I drive to work.
5:00 pm: I get to work in a relatively good mood, see Eric, mood gets even better.
6:00 pm: I want to kill things because I hate being a fucking glorified babysitter.
9:00 pm: I consider killing myself with the stapler.
11:00 pm: That stapler looks really, REALLY tempting.
12:30 pm: I drive home, get on the internet, and feel numb. If I get to see Eric, insert overabundance of happiness.
5:00 am: pass the fuck out.
...
what the fuck.