Mar. 18th, 2004

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- Work on Cape
- Eat in there somewhere

That's all I got today *sighs* Bad day. Very bad day.
Although I did manage to pay for all the auctions I've won on Ebay this monring. I'm just tired. I was up til after 3, just doing stuff, and poking Ben.

I don't have the energy for the drama I feel coming. I'm VERY AWARE of where my priorities, and my allegencies lie. And I think some people are gonna be surprised. I'm just trying to stay out of it, since I don't want to start saying things like "You know, you should know better." and "Hey look, I NEVER want to meet these people!" Although, thankfully, being able to read the shite thrown around LJ makes me MORE convinced that my initial impression of some people is correct. Yay for you throwing shit and making me sure that you actually ARE the shithead I think you are. bravo!

Tangental annoyance:
- the sprit's desire to support [livejournal.com profile] developer and [livejournal.com profile] trixie versus the body's desire to hide and moan. Given that the ego is desperately wanting someone to start some shit, so we can give out beatdowns, I think we're staying home. IF I ever get home. It's almost 6:30 and I really want to get some stuff done.

- the phone call I got from someone, asking for a favor. One I canNOT provide today, AND pretty much making me feel that my efforts and backup of said person aren't appreciated OR desired. Next time your ass needs a ride, or a loan, you can just - OK well go fuck yourself. There I said it. This is AFTER I warned them exactly where I'd be today and that I wouldn't be available. Proves I am NOT listened to EVER. Someday, I wil stop speaking to you and you'll bemoan the silence. Oh and fuck you again for, when I talked to you last night, NOT telling me what you'd need today. AND your mother.

- The ASSHAT in the office. I've just realized he says "*nasal* HiIiiiIiIiiiI TiaAAAAAAHhhhhhHHHH*/nasal*" in just the most ANNOYING way possible. Gauged deliberately to break my concentration, and annoy the ever living FUCK out of me. He's seen the looks I've shot him, when he's a childlike interrupting asshat. Or when he asks stupid questions. He's trying to get a rise, so to speak, out of me. He is, but I'm denying him the satisfaction. Fucking asshat. And he eats all the candy in the office, AND when he takes it he makes sure to touch every other single peice of candy in the jar. I never noticed how GROSS that is til now.

*ahem*

OK, back to the grind. I'm hungry too. Poop.

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