This day, meaning the past 16 hours or so (maybe more) has just really sucked.
I woke up with an odd pain in my back because I fell asleep on (yes, on) my cell phone. Too bad no one called... I had it on vibrate. Good thing I didn't call Guam, though.
A tree that was a local perching spot for hawks and eagles has just been plowed down. Most likely to make room for some dumb ass trailer park (because there aren't already like 892 of them), or yet another Walgreens. And I love my raptors. You don't fuck with my raptors. But they did and it pissed me off.
My car is filling with gas fumes. Hoo Rah. Perhaps I can use all this pesky money that's been falling out of my ass to get the repairs done.
I was supposed to work tonight until 10pm but since I had to work with the slowest person in the hemisphere, I worked until 1:45am. She's been there a few months and isn't getting any faster. Someone is going to kill her one day. If it's not me, I might still offer to hold her down.
Oh yeah, and before I left for work, 'B' stopped over. I sent Gram to just tell him I was in the shower or getting ready for work because it really threw me for a loop. Besides, I was not dressed to receive company. HE might've liked it, but that wasn't happening. Now that I think of it, I hope she didn't tell him I was in the shower... if so, now he has imagery. Fan-fucking-tastic.
I'm going to bed now (without my cell) with the hope that tomorrow is not as irritating. I'm not really holding my breath, but I'd like to be done with the tears and being pissy is something I excel at.
Let the games begin. (Yes, I know that phrase just sealed my fate.)
18 comments:
I just read your previous post and I have to agree with all the others. Your blog is a must read for me every day!!! I don't always comment, but I read it every day. You have so much talent and I admire your spirit. I can't believe the audacity of that man 'B'. Please don't allow him near you. Especially not now that you are feeling like you are. Just write some more until you feel better. Your audience awaits your brilliance.
Things can only get better. I said so.
awww don't let yourself spiral into a pit of negativity.... no good can come from that!
if it would help - I know of a really cute dolly I could send to cheer you up!! hehehe
It's like you're the princess and the pea, only with a cellphone.
I'd really like to be sympathetic right now, but I'm afraid I'm laughing too much - you really have a great way of bitching about stuff, LiVEwIRE :-D
Sleep tight, sugar-plum!
i would get out of bed then get back in it then get out again. at least that's the way i start sucky days. be well, dear. throw me that bugger of a phone and i'll keep it somewhere safe.
Car is filling with fumes? Look on the bright side. As your brain is deprived of oxygen and you are whisked off to Fairytopia, traffic snarls and snarling drivers might seem far, far less aggravating.
Buddess - Thank hon; yeah I do the same thing - read but don't always comment. Sometimes I just don't have a thing to say (which I'm sure most people simply don't believe...lol) Yeah, 'B' coming here was not good. He needs to be gone; away from me.
Anne - Then so it must be; this is the official decree from Anne of Blogland. =)
CreepyKitty - Oh yes, lots of good can come from negativity... if I beat someone then my blood pressure goes down. See? Good! =) Ack!!! No dollies! Damn those were scary! ^^ (On the other hand, if I could get it to do my bidding...)
Jay - Better than the Princess and the Pee...
Terri - Heehee... thanks. I was just having a general moan-about sarcastic gripe session. Tends to make me feel better to have a bit of a sharp tongue at times. I did leave out the part where I insisted on chain smoking (work stress) in the fume filled car.... nice.
Transience - I might take your advice and go back to bed now. Somewhere safe, eh? Shall I put the number on speed dial? ;)
Jason - I like your outlook there! Does improve my tolerance level by leaps and bounds!
eKapa - You know, now that you mention it... if we had some good music I'd declare it an official party!
You have the worst luck! Let me send a little sympathy and hugs your way!
LIVEwiRe,
I've given you a coveted place on my "Other Places in the Night" links. (Okay, maybe not coveted. Maybe no one friggin' cares). The bad news is that I'll be a regular from now on!
Chicken Little - Ever heard the phrase 'If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all'? Um, I fit that bill quite nicely. I tell myself that me taking that place might keep someone else out of the muck and mire... I'm kinda used to it. =)
Jason - Tap, tap, tap...Is this thing on? Um, wow, I'd just like to say that I'm so honored to be added as a link in "Other Places in the Night". So, uh, thank you. And stuff. =) Feedback abounds...turns and trips on gown. Heehee... I know, I'm silly. Actually, that's really kind of you; and having you as a regular is a welcome thing!
when you say "let the games begin" do you mean like "risk" or "parcheesee" or "stratego"? i love games....we should play sometime...
Of course it could be worse...
Study Reveals Pittsburgh Unprepared For Full-Scale Zombie Attack
Now really, relativly speaking does your life suck that bad?
regardless I hope it improves tomorrow.
Billy Crystal: How nice. LIVEwiRe really deserves that, doesn't she?
A resurgence of clapping.
Billy Crystal: Oh, and thank you, Wil Wheeton, for sending your wife into the bathroom to get her. Jeez! Couldn't you hold it until after your category was announced?
Canned laughter. LIVEwiRe blows Wil Wheeton a kiss. Close up of Wil blushing. (He's just sweet like that). Cue music.
Mr. Decko - I'm up for it. I shoud tell you that I'll whoop your ass in backgammon tho =)
Tom - lol... but they get Glocks! Did you read that? Glocks!!! Oh wait... I bet they wouldn't let me have one of those. =(
Jason - So now you bring the stars... and me without my red carpet. =) (And by 'deserving that', did you mean tripping on my gown?...)
And by 'deserving that', did you mean tripping on my gown?
Seeing your next post, I thought you might actually be serious here. No, you don't deserve the cr*p. You deserve the praise, the accolades, the award.
Oh, and that's Wheaton. Sorry Wil. My bad.
At 9:36 PM, Tom said...
Of course it could be worse...
Study Reveals Pittsburgh Unprepared For Full-Scale Zombie Attack
Now really, relativly speaking does your life suck that bad?
regardless I hope it improves tomorrow.
Genius!
Livewire-sleeping on things can never result in anything good.
Jason - Heh.... Wil says he forgives you. =)
Motot - But the phone was on vibrate....
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