Pour me a TALL, COLD one
Do you ever have one of those days where you just wanna go off on a co-worker? Just tell ‘em to “Fuck Off”? Or even smack ‘em?
OMG … did I ever feel like that this afternoon. He thought it was SO hilarious. I wasted I don’t know how much time trying to figure out why my preview wasn’t working properly. It turned out that I was missing a fucking spacer image. I thought he was going to start rolling around on the floor laughing. How the hell am I supposed to know that you fucker? The images aren’t in CVS. I wanted to tell him to “kiss my fucking rosey red ass” … but of course, I didn’t. But it sure fucked up the rest of my day.
I feel like I could do one of those Valley Fair “let your scream out” commercials right now. I could so scream. 
Now I need to figure out what the hell I’m going to eat for supper. I had a crappy salad for dinner that didn’t even come close to filling me up. My stomach was starting to hurt by the time I got home from work. I’m eating Pringles now to tide myself over ’til I figure out what I’m going to eat. And I supposed I should go to CashWise tonite and get some bread and deli meat so I have something for dinner tomorrow at work.
Then I think I’ll come home and crack open one or two of those beers Lisa left for me from the 12-pack she bought on Saturday.
cranky
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