That pretty muchs sums up my mood. I overslept, woke up at 8:39 a.m., realized I had a motherfucking pounding headache when I tried to move, popped 2 excedrin migraine pills and went back to sleep. I got to work about 11:30, I think. After drinking a Coke and eating a chili cheese burrito from Taco Bell (they help, somehow), I felt somewhat decent although I was totally spaced out for most of the day.

If work e-mail or IM hadn’t been my only possible means of communication, I would have gone on the warpath with MM today. I haven’t heard from him since he motherfucking canceled our date Tuesday night. Funny that I used the word “motherfucking” in that last sentence because that would have been one of the main words used in my conversation with him; “cocksucker” was another. Why? Does he suck cocks? I don’t know. I just like the sound of it.

He is just a motherfucking cocksucking clueless bastard. Srsly. Work is one thing, I know it sometimes gets in the way, but it is this goddamned un-haunted house that irritates the shit out of me. It’s not even cool! Or spooky! Or remotely frightening in any way, shape or form! Yet he’s pouring a fuckton of $$ into it every month, money that could be spent on ME.

Here’s the sad thing: I can’t even fucking find anyone on match.com that interests me. UGH. It’s the same old, same old … and if they’re interesting, I’ve dated them already!

To top it off, there’s some sort of shit going on at work and I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS.

I need a drink. Or to get laid. Or both. At the same time.

∗ Posted by Monique on 05.01.2008
∗ Annoyances, My life, Work