fucking craptastic day!
2:25 am - 13 November 2007

What the fuck is up with today? It's like...gah.

I woke up late because my roommate turned my alarm off and thus was an hour and a half late to work. On the way, I spilled Diet Dr. Pepper down my white blouse and had to go back to change. I was unable to eat lunch because I work 10-1 and class starts at 1 sharp, and food is not allowed in class. Thus lunch was a cup of crappy ass mushroom soup in a cup cleverly disguised as a drink. I got in "trouble" with my Soc professor for fucking around on my laptop during class - which apparently is not okay despite the fact that I contribute more in that class than any ten students combined. I forgot my film in my room and had to go back, so I took my scooter to class and my shoe fell off three times en route. Once there, an entire archival washer of water fell on me, drenching my shirt and forcing me to develop my film in my coat while my top and bra dried. After I printed the contact sheet, it became apparent that my film was crap and I'm screwed as it's due Tuesday and I have no time to go in and print. I went to my AI meeting and no one showed, though Michelle and I did have a nice chat. I went back to my room and promptly realized I was in med withdrawl and my perscription has run out. I don't have time to finish my fucking paper let alone find a shrink, so now I'm nauseous. It's not helped AT ALL by my roommate who is currently chomping loudly on rice crackers, and as chewing noises make me want to jump through a window (I actually physically feel the urge to kill people), I can't go to bed until it's safe to remove my headphones lest I decapitate her.

Did I mention the confusing text-a-thon that gave me a panic attack? Well...whatever.

I better have a hot dream involving a very naked Goran Visnjic, Alanis Morissette, Maura Tierney, Paul Rudd, or any combination thereof (actually, a Paul/GoGo combo doesn't do it for me). Pfft.

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