Power.... power......
So the kitty seems to be doing better. she gets her stitches out on Friday. she's been eating and drinking OK and finally pooped yesterday. i was a happy mommy. she has been very bright-eyed and affectionate. i let her sleep with me again last night and I knew I shouldn't have snoozed as long as I did cuz she peed on my bed this morning just before I woke up. GRRR SIGH. I thought we were past this Phoenix! i was angry but couldn't really be angry AT her. i simply stripped the bed and shook my finger at her stupid conehead. she's had a rough week, i'm sure she didn't do it on purpose. silleh kitteh.
work sucks more ass than before i went on vacation. i'm less than thrilled to be back. stress leave can't come soon enough. i have a doctor's appointment this friday and i am going to try and get a note for time off work. how can one be on vacation for 25 days and come back and feel instantly stressed within 3 hours of returning? fuck this hellhole. i'm gonna rape them for everything they're worth before i quit. and if that means getting paid to sit on my ass for 2 months and go out to Van to look for apartments then so be it. up yours Speakwe. you've taken away 7 years of my life i'll never get back. eat a dick.
and i'm so sick of ppl telling me i should work for Speakwe in BC when i get there cuz it would make things "easier" for me when I move. UHHHHH, what part of "I hate this goddamn company and never want anything to do with them ever again for as long as i live" don't you understand? DERRRRRR.... i hate this place so much that when i move i don't plan on subscribing to any Speakwe services whatsoever because i NEVER want to see their stupid ass logo in my mailbox ever again, nor do i ever want to have to deal with calling them and talking to the useless fucks i once used to have the displeasure of working with. i don't need a home phone, i'll have Skype. i'll get my internet thru Shaw. i'll switch my cell phone to Fido. FUCK YOU SPEAKWE!!!! the day i quit this place i plan to walk out onto 102 Ave with those canister dealies that shoot out confetti and dance around in the street. Becca's gonna be there to film it all and maybe i'll even turn it into a montage. like a "Remember The Memories" type video of happier times (like throwing computers down the stairs or shattering my headset...)
ugh... not even an hour into my day and i already want to go home. this week can't end soon enough.
i miss Tay.
work sucks more ass than before i went on vacation. i'm less than thrilled to be back. stress leave can't come soon enough. i have a doctor's appointment this friday and i am going to try and get a note for time off work. how can one be on vacation for 25 days and come back and feel instantly stressed within 3 hours of returning? fuck this hellhole. i'm gonna rape them for everything they're worth before i quit. and if that means getting paid to sit on my ass for 2 months and go out to Van to look for apartments then so be it. up yours Speakwe. you've taken away 7 years of my life i'll never get back. eat a dick.
and i'm so sick of ppl telling me i should work for Speakwe in BC when i get there cuz it would make things "easier" for me when I move. UHHHHH, what part of "I hate this goddamn company and never want anything to do with them ever again for as long as i live" don't you understand? DERRRRRR.... i hate this place so much that when i move i don't plan on subscribing to any Speakwe services whatsoever because i NEVER want to see their stupid ass logo in my mailbox ever again, nor do i ever want to have to deal with calling them and talking to the useless fucks i once used to have the displeasure of working with. i don't need a home phone, i'll have Skype. i'll get my internet thru Shaw. i'll switch my cell phone to Fido. FUCK YOU SPEAKWE!!!! the day i quit this place i plan to walk out onto 102 Ave with those canister dealies that shoot out confetti and dance around in the street. Becca's gonna be there to film it all and maybe i'll even turn it into a montage. like a "Remember The Memories" type video of happier times (like throwing computers down the stairs or shattering my headset...)
ugh... not even an hour into my day and i already want to go home. this week can't end soon enough.
i miss Tay.