Tuesday, April 10, 2012

.... Biting My Tongue.

What a crappy, no-good, stupid day. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.

Let me give you some history.

Friday Evening.
Got off work. Yippee! Gin and grapefruit juice! Yay! Three! Hi Ben! Let's go eat spicy Mexican! OK! MMMM... YUM. Margaritas! Ben, I'm freaking out! Why? This whole thing about moving in with you! My stomach is in knots! We may as well just move in right away to get the whole thing over with so I won't be freaking out for 45 more days! I need to pass out now...

Saturday Morning.
10AM. Driving home, Ben in tow. We pack my entire apartment up into a uhaul truck and drive it over to his house. We unload.

Sunday.
We arrange. We relax. We drink. We sleep.

Monday.
I wake up early because I have to drive to work from his place and it's farther away and rush hour traffic and new penalty-for-tardies thing at work. Work all day. Come home and cook and drink gin and juice and talk. I go to sleep.

Tuesday (today).
I wake up periodically and frequently throughout the night, thinking that it's time to go to work. It's only 2:30. 4:00. 4:30. Getting close now. 5:30. RAATE RAATE RAATE... So tired... drive to work. Two people short. TONS to do. TONS more come in throughout the day. Stupid coworker piles more shit on my desk without even bothering to ask if I have the time. Same stupid coworker does a stupid thing that costs me a good amount of time-sensitive time. Same stupid coworkers has to leave early but can't say why, and that means I have to stay late to cover the phones. Fire is breathing through my eyes, and my brain is exploding glass shards while I talk to Very.Old.Southern.Gentlemen.Agents.Who.Do.Not.Understand.Computers.

I did not stay late. It's not my job to pick up the slack from stupid coworkers scheduled time. I went to get my mail, and drove home through stupid rush hour traffic - have to take the highways now since I live further. No good music because I'm tired of the cd's in my dash, and I didn't take the time to replace them so I'm stuck with the stupid, stupid radio. STARVING.

And the cats still fucking hate each other.

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