Really Crappy Day
My cheese was moved. I'm really unhappy about it. I'm trying really hard to be, but I can't. I even got out my copy of Who Moved My Cheese?, dusted it off and started reading it again. No such luck. I'm on the verge of going with the flow of things, or just going bat shit crazy and looking for another job with wild abandon. Apparently, popularity isn't all it's cracked up to be. I'm so popular among managers at my work that they fought over me. I hate this situation.
My stomach has been hurting all day. It feels like there is a little animal inside of my stomach kicking me and biting me and just basically beating the hell out of me. It's lovely. And no, I'm not pregnant so don't even ask me. I just don't feel good. I'm in dire need of a vacation. Life sucks right now and I am sad. That's all I have to say.
2 Comments:
Don't you hate when people give you that line. No, I'm not pregnant give it up!
Maybe instead you have that little alien in you from the end of space balls and he will pop out and entertain you with singing.
I hope you feel better! Get a good nights sleep, everything is better after some good sleep. :)
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