All done here at work. Torn between driving straight to see Suzanne or going home to shower and stuff. I feel like there was something that i was suppose to do and that I left it at home. But I can’t think of what that is. I think that I will just head straight up to Vallejo then.
Alone at the warehouse once again. I could be lazy and just spend all of my time on the computer surfing the internet. But I think that I am going to be productive and clean some of the warehouse.
I am not really feeling spring fresh….I really need to stop drinking coffee and soda and flush my system out with water. Maybe add more fiber to my diet. Bathroom, here I come.
Actually, I’m sure a good poop would feel good right about now. That’s the thing with pooping, if you do it right, you feel refreshed and you feel like you were productive and accomplished something; well, that’s how I feel anyway.
O.K. since I don’t have to poop right now, I’m going to go and be productive by cleaning the warehouse.
Am I mad at Peter because he know what he is going to do with his life and I don’t. While I am rotting away at a dead end job, he will be following his dreams and making shitloads of money as a movie director?
Or is it the fact that he is just one big pot head, going to school on mommy and daddy’s money; this jon is just to cover all the pot he buys.
God Damn! I am in just a PMS/Bitch mood right now. Actually, I want to cry; I must be on the rag. Maybe I need the drugs to control my mood swings.
And yet, this is the most active that I have felt in a long time. I just thrive on evil, hateful, and negative feelings. I’m sure if I felt more hateful in my classes, I might care a little more than having the apethic additude that I have.
I need to get out of this bad aura before I see Suzanne tonight. **sigh** Think happy thoughts…
What I need is for Suzanne to help me clear my vision and to show me the good, happy, beautiful person that is inside of me. That is one of the biggest reasons that I love her; is because she can see this even when I am being an asshole or when I can’t see it in myself. If she stopped seeing that part of me, I think that my life would pretty much be over.
**sigh** Think happy thoughts…….
Oh yeah baby……
That’s it honey…..
Wait a minute? Am I suppose to be thinking happy thoughts or horny thoughts?
It’s noon and he is still not fucking here. Fuck him, sometimes…..AAAARRRGGGHHH!!!!
I mean, I don’t care if you love your job or hate it and want to leave. But if you do hate the job and don’t want to be here, then just fucking leave instead of fucking everybody’s elses schedule. **sigh** Amber said that she talked to him, but fuck that, I want her to hire someone else. It just gets so tiring dealing with his shit. And I am tired of fucking covering for him.
O.K. Angry work rant over.
It’s such a good friday, you’d think that it was monday or something.
Woke up hella late and I find out it’s raining. Goto Borders to get coffee; my CC doesn’t work and it’s the crappiest Mocha that I have had in a long time.
Get to work and no one is here. Peter “says” he called me, but no messages. And the computers are slow as hell. BLAH!!!!!!
OK. Going to try to get some work done. Can’t wait until tonight to see my girlie and to go see that new movie with Wolveriene in it (I think his name is Hugh something)