the last three years were just pretend
Sep. 6th, 2004 08:14 amWith the brief exception of my lasagna eating [mmm], I've been down the last few hours. Work was dull, which wouldn't have been so bad, but at my break I happened to look to see if I'd gotten my five day weekend. I didn't. which paycheck wise is good. But what's not so good is that I don't get the weekend off. Rose gets it off, again. And my hours were cut. Not enough that I should lose the option for benfits should they ever fucking kick in, but enough that I'll probably miss that extra day of work a week.
And then for some reason my mood only worsened. I could have sworn I saw Anne Marie, only it wasn't. At least if it was, she didn't recognise me and the name on the credit slip wasn't even close. So weird because she sounded like her and she had the same funky weird eyelashes. But... not. Not related to the mood at all, but thought I'd mention it.
Anyway. Bad mood. Sad. Can't even figure out why. Not exactly lonely, although right now I am a smidge. Not bored. Maybe just worked-out and ready for it to be Wednesday. Maybe..
Cold. It's raining, again. Which doesn't bug me normally. But yet another freakin' hurricane has spawned more rain.
Some jackass is updating an entire freakin' mailing list [that's fairly active on it's own] about the damned weather. Dumbass. It's a hurricane. People don't need updates by the second. Shut the fuck up and let my mailbox recover. Honestly. Some people.
Kay. Obviously I'm just not in the mood to be chatty, which I thought I was. Oops. Maybe Mumsy will run to the store and I can have my dip and feel better about life. Or not.
And then for some reason my mood only worsened. I could have sworn I saw Anne Marie, only it wasn't. At least if it was, she didn't recognise me and the name on the credit slip wasn't even close. So weird because she sounded like her and she had the same funky weird eyelashes. But... not. Not related to the mood at all, but thought I'd mention it.
Anyway. Bad mood. Sad. Can't even figure out why. Not exactly lonely, although right now I am a smidge. Not bored. Maybe just worked-out and ready for it to be Wednesday. Maybe..
Cold. It's raining, again. Which doesn't bug me normally. But yet another freakin' hurricane has spawned more rain.
Some jackass is updating an entire freakin' mailing list [that's fairly active on it's own] about the damned weather. Dumbass. It's a hurricane. People don't need updates by the second. Shut the fuck up and let my mailbox recover. Honestly. Some people.
Kay. Obviously I'm just not in the mood to be chatty, which I thought I was. Oops. Maybe Mumsy will run to the store and I can have my dip and feel better about life. Or not.