Crush... Kill... Destroy!!!
My original plans for today were easy.
Try and get more sleep after a bad night due to bad dreams and a gut ache.
Talk to Mel who needs a shoulder to rest on after another bad day at work.
Just relax and try and work out what I have to do next for the trip.
Instead... I have to.
Shave, dress like I give a shit and drag my ass first to the local Centerlink office and explain, maybe with the aide of a sledgehammer that just because my employment provider is dropping me from their service that does NOT mean that they can pull my disability support pention because I am not on the list of people that can happen to and have the print-out from the Feds to prove it.
Then I have a meeting with the GM of the employment place to ask kindly, maybe with the sledge again, why the fuck they have exited me from their program when I was ment to be on a simple hold of service until I got back from seeing Mel.
And now LJ isn't formatting my bloody posts right!
I sware... I am going to kill someone today... I really need to make someone pay. I just have to keep my wits about me so I don't take it out on Mel... She doesn't need that shit from me again.
*sigh* And I had such a kickass weekend to.