Son of a

Jul. 9th, 2004 05:55 pm
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BITCH!

I swear, I cannot win in the lottery of life. EVERY TIME I want to go out on a Friday, SOMETHING effs things up.

I mean, I'd gotten used to being alone when going out, OK? So i don't like picking people up unless they are on my way. It's a quirk, it's my car.

I can handle the working late - hey mommy needs the money. I want to get everything done for my CPA so I don't have to worry about her, or scheduleing her NEXT week (or worse - there are some BAD crowd type things going on down here in the next month)

I CAN'T handle the backing out AT THE LAST minute of people I was counting on to pick someone else up. I KNOW she wants me to pick her up, but I just CAN'T I'll be lucky to make it into the club at ANYTHING resembling a decent hour. I have enough work to keep me here PRETTY DAMN LATE and I ALMOST want ot say "eff it" to going out!

First thing - I'm going to call her and say I can't pick her up. Second I'm going to work instead of reading LJ. Thing is I effed up royally on something and pretty much have to redo it, THEN finish another project. THEN I want something to eat from a particular place. And I don't think I should NOT have to get it. THEN I must get home and change, do something with my mop AND THEN get to the club before everyone goes home.

If I were only responsible for me this wouldn't be an issue. It's when the other humans jump in and eff things up that I get pissed.

Right, I can't go anywhere if I don't finish this.

Date: 2004-07-09 03:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] feline.livejournal.com
No matter how late you get there/if you get there, I'll be glad to see you.

I'm definitely going. I have no choice. Tziz is already in Boston.

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