Did I, or did I not say to Bob on Monday night that this week was going to be a shitty week? I think I did. And I think I've been right so far. Let's recap:
Monday- shitty day at work. My co-worker pissed me off to no end.
Tuesday- tore ass to the southside to get my dress to the tailor in time, and she was just randomly closed for the day.
Wednesday- tired and cranky because I was slightly hungover. And I only ate half a sandwich for dinner. Boo.
Thursday- walked out to my car to leave for work, and saw that someone had hit it. Great. Because I haven't had enough turmoil with my car in the last 6 months.
Friday- TBA
Monday- shitty day at work. My co-worker pissed me off to no end.
Tuesday- tore ass to the southside to get my dress to the tailor in time, and she was just randomly closed for the day.
Wednesday- tired and cranky because I was slightly hungover. And I only ate half a sandwich for dinner. Boo.
Thursday- walked out to my car to leave for work, and saw that someone had hit it. Great. Because I haven't had enough turmoil with my car in the last 6 months.
Friday- TBA
6 Comments:
At 2:05 AM,
Ray said…
Here's hoping it gets better, huh?
At 8:06 PM,
Anonymous said…
Thursday - Dinner and drinks with Katy really picked up my spirits. Though I was pissed about my car it could have been a lot worse, and beer and burgers with a good friend always makes me at least not want to kill myself.
Saturday - Got rip roaring drunk and had an awesome time with my friends. Its best to not dwell on anything outside of the actual bar, but the bar ruled.
:D :D
<3
At 11:54 PM,
Anonymous said…
Without the contrast of bad days, how would you recognize a good one?
I mean other than the empty bottles and dead hookers.
At 8:46 AM,
Anonymous said…
I think my whore is dead.
At 12:53 AM,
Maryann said…
Jacob, you're such a hippie. But damn you make a good point.
At 10:27 PM,
Anonymous said…
I hate to be lumped into a group with such undesirables as your neighbors. But damn you make a good point.
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