m0nd4y

Jesusfsck, I'm tired. No caffeinating allowed either...did that too often recently and my complexion is paying for it.

Have wasted so damned much time, hours on Saturday and hours and hours Sunday, attempting writing of various sorts. Prose, poetry, it's all utter crap.

Usual errands and chores and such this wkend. Added in a several hundred dollar brakejob for the car. Because I just let it grind like a procrastinating idiot.

Housewarming party for Kelly yesterday. Too...girly, but ok though, since it was for a good reason. Couple of her other friends went in together and are buying her a washer and dryer. ._. ...whoa.

#@$%&*...how'm I going to get through the workday...? This is going to be hell... -_- *beats head against monitor*

I'd be vindicated -or- Monday part II

One more person screws me over in traffic, I'm just hitting them. Or I buy a gun and start going Grand-Theft-Fscking-Auto on some asses. Some serious screaming out there. And I found my car stereo's max volume. Damned cheap factory-standard piece of crap. I want a real stereo.

Forgot Bebop's injection last night (naturally), so made myself late getting it done last minute this am. Wish I would've remembered I already had a lunch here, or I wouldn't have wasted time on that.

I'm so good at wasting my time. And some days what I say is just such gibberish I don't even rate a stare. Too bad what I said wasn't translatable into a 'I need a hug and a "don't worry, it's fine, it's ok"'. Am such a damned freak.

Here two minutes, and I remember why I was dreading coming back to work.