so very tired
so, i have these lottery tickets
that i'm holding out on checking
because if i don't know that they're NOT winners, then maybe, just maybe they ARE winners
*sigh*
this summer has blown
just royally fucking sucked
i feel like all i'm doing is running around in circles trying to get organized and try and keep other people organized
and being a not very organized person is really taking its toll on this whole situation
this job is honestly the most frustrating thing i've ever had to do
even more than be a drama peer tutor to a bunch of 14 year old hoods
i feel like everyone i speak to is just trying to irritate me with their complete and utter lack of both common sense and self reliance
though, i suppose my lack of sleep could be contributing to my short fuse this past week; but honestly, people can't look up an extension for someone who works 4 offices away from them, or not just take a stroll over to talk to them in person...no, they feel the need to take up receptionist's time with stoopid inquiries like that
and when one is moving offices, especially an office 3 floors away from ones current office, why would you insist on taking your current furniture when there is perfectly good furniture in your new office, instead of having to pay movers to do it just because you want to be a pain in my backside
and the fact that ever single spare moment i've had this summer has been dedicated to those damned StarTrek dresses has been more than a little frustrating.
I mean, yes, that is what i went to school for and i did agree to do it, but goddamnit, it wasn't supposed to take over my life
i can handle one or the other it would appear -- real work or freelance.
together at the same time seems to have broken me somewhat
i can hardly wait to get home so i can take a nap before getting back to those damnable dresses
if i never see velour again, it will be too soon
what i would really like is a big pitcher of sangria and full body deep tissue massage.
yes, i think that would be lovely.
maybe for my birthday. since i know i won't be getting the one thing i asked for.
although, i think we're spending that weekend in ottawa and surrounding area
bah, i don't know what's going on, or even what i'm talking/typing about. i'm just trying to look busy and concerned about what i am occupied with.
my plan seems to be working - the temp who's here with me hasn't been chatting my ear off the way she's been doing this whole week
holy crap, thank the deities it's friday!!
ttfn.
that i'm holding out on checking
because if i don't know that they're NOT winners, then maybe, just maybe they ARE winners
*sigh*
this summer has blown
just royally fucking sucked
i feel like all i'm doing is running around in circles trying to get organized and try and keep other people organized
and being a not very organized person is really taking its toll on this whole situation
this job is honestly the most frustrating thing i've ever had to do
even more than be a drama peer tutor to a bunch of 14 year old hoods
i feel like everyone i speak to is just trying to irritate me with their complete and utter lack of both common sense and self reliance
though, i suppose my lack of sleep could be contributing to my short fuse this past week; but honestly, people can't look up an extension for someone who works 4 offices away from them, or not just take a stroll over to talk to them in person...no, they feel the need to take up receptionist's time with stoopid inquiries like that
and when one is moving offices, especially an office 3 floors away from ones current office, why would you insist on taking your current furniture when there is perfectly good furniture in your new office, instead of having to pay movers to do it just because you want to be a pain in my backside
and the fact that ever single spare moment i've had this summer has been dedicated to those damned StarTrek dresses has been more than a little frustrating.
I mean, yes, that is what i went to school for and i did agree to do it, but goddamnit, it wasn't supposed to take over my life
i can handle one or the other it would appear -- real work or freelance.
together at the same time seems to have broken me somewhat
i can hardly wait to get home so i can take a nap before getting back to those damnable dresses
if i never see velour again, it will be too soon
what i would really like is a big pitcher of sangria and full body deep tissue massage.
yes, i think that would be lovely.
maybe for my birthday. since i know i won't be getting the one thing i asked for.
although, i think we're spending that weekend in ottawa and surrounding area
bah, i don't know what's going on, or even what i'm talking/typing about. i'm just trying to look busy and concerned about what i am occupied with.
my plan seems to be working - the temp who's here with me hasn't been chatting my ear off the way she's been doing this whole week
holy crap, thank the deities it's friday!!
ttfn.