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Oct. 25th, 2008
MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE A KID TOO :V
Oct. 25th, 2008 07:53 pmBECAUSE THEN I MIGHT GET TO LEAVE EARLY FROM WORK LIKE EVERYONE ELSE :VVVVV
I'm not bitter, no. I am, sincerely, very happy that I got to leave work at my scheduled time today. It was not a good day. And I need to learn how to say the three magic words: "not my problem." Apparently, three years of retail has drilled it in my head that I should never refuse a request no matter how asinine or how much it might inconvenience me. :/
( Bullshit. )
On top of that, the less-than-wonderful side of my family is visiting -- no one told me this was going to happen! -- and it doesn't look like it'll be a short visit, either.
I'm FUCKING STARVING (this is gross, don't read it: my mom's not the greatest cook in the world -- which is half the reason I don't know how to cook -- but apparently, my sister is worse. My mom's spaghetti is edible, if overcooked, but my sister's! I just looked in the pot of noodles and there is a WHITE GEL sitting on top of it! When I asked her what had CONGEALED upon the noodles, she casually answered, "Oh, that's just the water." WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T SHE DRAIN IT. AND WHY DID IT CONGEAL?!?! I wanna fucking throw UP. Ungross: my soda needs more Irish/Puerto Rican in it). The internet was out when I came home. My party is level 67 and they still can't kill shit!
Batting a fucking thousand, seriously.
I'm not bitter, no. I am, sincerely, very happy that I got to leave work at my scheduled time today. It was not a good day. And I need to learn how to say the three magic words: "not my problem." Apparently, three years of retail has drilled it in my head that I should never refuse a request no matter how asinine or how much it might inconvenience me. :/
( Bullshit. )
On top of that, the less-than-wonderful side of my family is visiting -- no one told me this was going to happen! -- and it doesn't look like it'll be a short visit, either.
I'm FUCKING STARVING (this is gross, don't read it: my mom's not the greatest cook in the world -- which is half the reason I don't know how to cook -- but apparently, my sister is worse. My mom's spaghetti is edible, if overcooked, but my sister's! I just looked in the pot of noodles and there is a WHITE GEL sitting on top of it! When I asked her what had CONGEALED upon the noodles, she casually answered, "Oh, that's just the water." WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T SHE DRAIN IT. AND WHY DID IT CONGEAL?!?! I wanna fucking throw UP. Ungross: my soda needs more Irish/Puerto Rican in it). The internet was out when I came home. My party is level 67 and they still can't kill shit!
Batting a fucking thousand, seriously.