Head, meet wall.
For fuck's sake.
Yesterday I had to open at work, nothing out of the ordinary there. But then, to my great displeasure I had to go back at seven to close. Got home around midnight. And then had to be up early so I could open again today. Which ended up sucking hardcore because I had to work with my least favorite manager, we were absolutely slammed. Let's just say I was stressed out.
Almost had to cancel my appointment with my therapist because we were so busy, then I decided fuck that. I'm going to that appointment and if manager doesn't like it she can kiss my ass because I did more by one o'clock than she'll have done all day.
And then I come home and see all this bullshit about Misha coming back for season 10. And of course all the crazy Destiel fans are all over the fucking place and let's just say I have about zero hope for next season. I'm so not ready to say goodbye to the Winchesters, but unless they can turn it around, I don't think I'll be able to handle it. Maybe if 3/4 of the fandom turns their backs on the show something will change. Doubtful, but I want to have hope for the sake of Jared & Jensen, they don't deserve this after nine years of amazing work.
So now that I'm all pissed off (and my friend did a great job contributing to it by saying I don't mean it that I wish Misha wasn't coming back... seriously? Did you listen to anything I've been saying for the past year?) I'm going to watch movies for the rest of the night because my friends suck and refuse to do anything when I suggest we do something. Yeah, well fuck you guys too. All the more incentive for me to move away from this shit-hole of a town.
Yesterday I had to open at work, nothing out of the ordinary there. But then, to my great displeasure I had to go back at seven to close. Got home around midnight. And then had to be up early so I could open again today. Which ended up sucking hardcore because I had to work with my least favorite manager, we were absolutely slammed. Let's just say I was stressed out.
Almost had to cancel my appointment with my therapist because we were so busy, then I decided fuck that. I'm going to that appointment and if manager doesn't like it she can kiss my ass because I did more by one o'clock than she'll have done all day.
And then I come home and see all this bullshit about Misha coming back for season 10. And of course all the crazy Destiel fans are all over the fucking place and let's just say I have about zero hope for next season. I'm so not ready to say goodbye to the Winchesters, but unless they can turn it around, I don't think I'll be able to handle it. Maybe if 3/4 of the fandom turns their backs on the show something will change. Doubtful, but I want to have hope for the sake of Jared & Jensen, they don't deserve this after nine years of amazing work.
So now that I'm all pissed off (and my friend did a great job contributing to it by saying I don't mean it that I wish Misha wasn't coming back... seriously? Did you listen to anything I've been saying for the past year?) I'm going to watch movies for the rest of the night because my friends suck and refuse to do anything when I suggest we do something. Yeah, well fuck you guys too. All the more incentive for me to move away from this shit-hole of a town.