yep. wanna go back....
-you know when someone is sick at your work place and they are always like the only one who ever calls in sick and no one else does either because we are fucking idiots or said person is lying i am not sure but i am getting really agitated by everytime said person is "sick" because then shit falls on my desk when i do not need anymore shit on my desk and then when one of said sick persons friends call and even mention said "sick" persons name i cringe and want to be like YOU TELL [ ] THAT THEY BETTER GET THEIR ASS IN EARLY TOMORROW CAUSE THERE IS MAJOR SHIT TO DEAL WITH and then i find stuff in said persons pile of work that i gave to send out back oh last week. ya. not happy. when i was on the bus on the way home i was still agitated that when some scuzzy guy mumbled to some chick WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT i wanted to take my "a fine balance" and take the spine and smash it in his nose. ya. i am having issues. i will be okay though i think. oh wait pager week again... no i will not be okay this week. go ahead... page me and tell me your problems.... i will tell you mine.
-i feel all bitchy like. i am just going to stop.
-anyway, so i wont stop just yet because i wanted to show my newest painting project well ya as 3 of the unfinished ones sit and seethe but that is okay
elizabeth saw the green side and said she liked the waves in it but i just shared a bowl with her so ya... now i just need to figure out what to do from here. maybe i will start another new one and let this one sit for a while. thats how i roll. no wonder i am not selling shit.
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