Wednesday, September 09, 2009

I Don't Care

I don't care about nothin' right now. I am tired. It is fucking freezing cold everywhere I go and that pisses me off. (I refused to stay at this one meeting I had this afternoon! It was so fucking cold b/c the asshole Yankees that curse us native Houstonians with their presence keep the a/c turned up so high, even when it's raining outside and it's no longer 105 degrees which makes it like 40 fucking miserable degrees INSIDE! I walked into the meeting room, signed in, felt the ridiculously cruel a/c, turned right around, went to my car and split, man!) Then a stupid idiot at work sent an email saying "now that Labor Day is passed, fall will soon be here..." Fuck that shit! I LOVE summer and hate the end of it! Ah, I'm in the total dumps. But I guess that's normal too since I have cramps on top of everything as well. I need some box wine and string cheese. Last night for dinner I had: box wine, string cheese, some Cheetos, and some Hershey's chocolate squares. If that isn't a PMS dinner, I don't know what is.

I am having to get a bunch of documents together for my case and I feel like I just went through this fucking shit, which I did, last year. I just want this to be over too. JFu and I were supposed to get together for dinner and drinks tomorrow night and she called today to say that her husband is out of town and can I come over to her house instead since now she has to watch her baby? NO!!! I wanted to go out and girltalk and drink and eat in a loud restaurant, not sit around someone's happy, domesticated, loving, boring home! Bring the kid with us, I told her but apparently there's all kinds of complications/considerations with that and it's some kind of ordeal. Lord.

I wish I had more friends I had more in common with, that like going to see live music, even during the damn work week, or the same movies I want to see, or explore the same places I want to explore. Yes this blog post is a total bitchfest today. Yet I know that soon this too shall pass. It always does! (It's probably mostly the cramps talking anyway... at least, I hope it is.)

2 comments:

Joel Bangilan said...

I wish I were there. We could have girl talk until the wee hours.

Oh Wayward One said...

me too! I am still considering a move to Houston. Someday.