snccharlotte's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fucked Over I am so unbearably tired right now. I got a whopping four hours of sleep last night, and had to go a fucking Best Buy rally at 7:30 in the morning. At 9:00 I came home, fell back asleep until 12:30, and then got ready to head back to work at 4:00. I decided I'd drop in at Mavericks and leave my two-week notice for them, but conveniently they were closed. What a waste of a tank of gas. Fucking pissed me off. Then I look forward all day to seeing my boyfriend after work, and he's somewhere in the middle of the desert helping Mike with his car. Didn't even offer if I wanted to come find him or meet him somewhere. Nope. Just told me to hang out with his mom. Yay. I just went home. I was contemplating stopping and getting some food for dinner, but I only have $20.00 to last me for the rest of the week, so I decided against it, figuring Nana made something to eat. Nope. No such luck. So I go to cook something for myself. Well wouldn't you know we don't have any fucking food!? At this point I was missing my mom like crazy. Nana says,"Oh well I made meatloaf a week ago....warm some up. Just pull off the fuzz. It's nothing bad!" FUCK THAT! So here I sit, sick, exhausted, hungry, lonely, throbbing head, and fucked. Life was good to me today. 9:17 p.m. - 2004-07-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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