Eugh..

[miss_barbara]

This day fucking sucked.  Like, the whole entire thing.  I woke up to a cranky mood to begin with.  Then, proceeded to go to one of the longest days of work EVER where everything was messy and boxes came..grr.  THEN I decided to go for lunch and I got take out at Rum Runners.  Funny, I felt queasy afterwards.  Just my luck, I started puking about a half hour later.  And then another half hour later.  Got sent home against my will.  Lazed around doing nothing constructive for hours and finally went out to Pat & Willy's.  It was alright.  Then, on the walk over to Fishbones, I started feeling sick again.  Almost threw up as I ran to the Subway bathroom.  Just lovely.  PS - for the record, I didn't actually throw up that time.  Come on..it's the only good thing that happend today.  THEN, just as I was walking towards Vic Row I realized lovely Kathryn Hood was taking IDs.  Goodygoody gumdrops.  Of course, she being the bitch she is, told me to go home.  So I did.  Sans friends,boyfriend, and more importantly, sans new really good ID.  Great way to end a great day, if I do say so myself.  Just great.

EDIT:

By the way, forgot to add.  I found out that my mother's incessant calling wasn't about how she "wanted to spend time with me", "wanted to go to the beach with me", and "wanted to play tennis with me".  It was actually because she was looking for the money I owed her for this month (she loaned me money for school earlier in the year).  She hid the fact that she was nagging about the payment (which I had, I was just working too much to find time to drive to her house with my invisible car to drop it off..) in a sea of caring words about how she missed me.  Touching isn't it?  How parents can be so kind..yet so fucking fake.