May 20, 2009 23:07
I am too tired to write a real entry.
12 hours at a warehouse sale with bitchy stingy women.
I almost punched someone in the facce
I am pretty sure that this man wanted to rip my throat out, so I just smiled and told him," you're welcome"
I am mad at the Triage situation
I want, no, NEED to organize it or else I am going to fucking kill someone.
I need a chair, my back is killing me
I am happy that it didn't happen during the day
my stomach is asking me why I ate those chicken strips
I want an Iced Cappucino. like nao.
I need money and clothes and leopard print sunglasses that turned me on.
I stole a headband by accident.
I made sexual comments to my bosses today and they returned the innuendo.... I could probably sue, but it's too much fun.
I am so tired
my feet want to fall off.
I want to watch arrested development. But it's late and I have three busses to catch tomorrow.
good morrow.
work,
food,
lists,
mad,
sick