- I woke up three times freezing my arse off before I honestly had to get up and go to work...not fun.

- I skipped out on an hour and a half of work to go to breakfast with some masters swimmers...only to have Fucking Bridgeboy show up (after he said he coudln't go) and BUY ME BREAKFAST, all the while - get this, diary - talking in "we" statements. I swear to fucking god, there we were in Good Stuff, sitting across from Mark and Claud, the most disgustingly deliriously happily married couple on the face of Earth, and Fucking Bridgeboy is saying shit like, "Yeah, we totally could go for another cup of coffee," and, "We always get the fruit instead of the potatoes"...and I shit you not, diary, HE WAS TALKING ABOUT ME AND HIM. What the truck kinda mindtruckfuck is this, I ask you????

- I went to Fry's to get a wireless card which didn't work, then did work but was slow as a good fuck on a New York City's summer's day, and then promptly blew out my entire wireless router. It took all fucking morning to do this, which meant I had to cancel my teleconference with Garrett. Fuck.

- I went to teach that fucking class up at the school that I signed up, unknowingly, to teach on my only day off. No one, thank G-d, gave me attitude.

- I cried once and once only about the idea that Ramsey's completely looney parents might actually force him to move in less than a year. All that fucking work to get him a community and some sanity and stability, to get him to trust, and now they're just going to fuck it all up because she can't fucking sit still for more than a year. Why do some people decide to have kids if they're going to continue to put their own interests first?

- I came home and ate shit food, and now I'm dehydrated.

- Did I mention this is Yom Kippur, and I neither fasted, abstained from work, nor attended temple? I'm so far away from being written into the Book of Life it's not even comical.

- It's a fucking shame that my heart will be completely broken over a 15 year old leaving town, isn't it? But nothing could be more true. My heart will shatter into a million little pieces.

- Whatevs. I'm tired and I'm going to go read, drink a gallon of water, and go to bed...hoping this day will end asap.

Posted by twids at 9:27 pm