i didn't sleep very well last night. i was tossing and turning and however hard i tried not to i kept thinking about some crap that's been going on at work that i somehow got in the middle of. i had a horrible feeling that it was all going to backfire and i was going to be the scapegoat. when i got into work today i had an email from one of the involved parties saying "good work". as i sit here yawning and trying to keep my eyes open i idly wish that either a) i wasn't an idiot, b) i had got the email before i left work in somewhat of a huff yesterday, c) i could curl up under my desk and go to sleep.
2:29 p.m. - April 05, 2006
i could waffle on about how i tried on at least 6 outfits and 3 pairs of shoes before managing to find something to wear for work this morning and how my bedroom now looks like a bomb in a clothing factory but i'll just get straight to the point: the pants i ended up wearing are too tight and a bird pooped on my fucking jacket on the way into work. i don't like to start my day feeling this stressed, i like to save it for later. oh and don't tell me it's good luck that a bird crapped on me. there is nothing good about having bird crap on your clothes.
on the upside, it's sunny and i put all new tunes on my nano. my current favourites are the spinto band (thanks dan) and the cribs, not to mention the theme from monkey (see previous entry). note to melinda: they are replaying the whole series in the UK on friday nights at 6pm...you just have to see it to believe it :)
8:44 a.m. - April 05, 2006
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