Jan 04, 2008 01:31
im so sick of self-loathing.
and unnecessary change.
i was complained about, at work, for not telling a gentleman that the puffer fish could possibly kill his other fish; i didnt ask. i dont ask. you tell me what you want, i scoop that shit out. i dont question your judgement; get off your bluetooth and do the fucking research. but now it killed his other fish, so he felt the need to complain. im not at fault, i just find it funny/irritating.
do i goto a car dealership and buy a hummer just to turn around and complain that the salesman didnt tell me it would sponge gas?
im getting real antsy for things, trips, visitations, goals.
im gonna try to get my parents to drive up here, for once, for my birthday dinner so we can goto mustard seed. my dad will just have to suffer through health food, against his already concrete food-morals.