A Case of The Monday's

Blah, it's Monday. I wish it were Sunday. Cause that's my funday. Okay, so it really isn't. But still. I wish it were Sunday.


Today sucks. Considering that I went to bed at like 9pm last night, woke up around 4:30am this morning, then went back to sleep an hour later...only to come to work and do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Don't get me wrong, most people love to get paid to do nothing...but SHIT. COME ON. I need something to do and I reached the end of the internet years ago.


In other news, I think our accountant/part owner isn't very nice to his wife. She called today and said he was supposed to leave her money so she could get their kids hair cut. Ummmm, is it me or is it weird that your husband would have to "leave money" so you could get the kid's hair cut. Maybe I'm just too bossy because if Chris tried to pull that on me, I'd knock him out. *BOOM*


My sister called me this morning...and thank goodness she did because I was totally bored. Her roomate is a biatch. I don't think it's that she's a true biatch...I think she's just jealous and lost and I dunno..weird. Hopefully India can get her to move out this summer. Who knows...


Well, It's only 1:30 and I still have 3 hours to kill before I get out of this crappy place. I'll write more later!


As Jack would say....Hasta LaWego.