|A JenBee Kinna Day|
August 22, 2008
I'm quoting this from Jenbee....
"Today started out as just one of those motherrrr fuckinggg days. I know every.single.one.of.you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about. From the first second, everything is motherrr fuckinggg aggravating and grates your nerves and makes you grind and grit your teeth as you silently seethe under your breath. Yeah. And little shit that you normally don't even NOTICE all the sudden takes on such monumental heinousness, you could just KILL SOMEONE over it! In fact, you'd feel much better about EVERYTHING if you could just kill someone, eh? Alright, maybe not murder, but it sure would be fun to fuck some shit up real bad. Just.like.that. "
That is how my midnight shift is going. I came here in a fucked off mood because of what happened last night here. Then it just snowballed. Do this, do that, etc, etc, etc, THEN 3 times the FUCKING MORONIC security guard comes up on and scares me. That pissed me off and almost sent me over the edge. I go into the lab, throwing shit, and the one guy working back there is like whoa... whats up. After I tell him, he goes upstairs to tell the girl that im working with that im on the edge. Im just irratated. Not to mention the fucking NURSING SUPERVISOR would NOT leave us alone, "we need this... we need that..stat..stat...stat..." If i hear the word Stat one more fucking time I'm going to murder someone...URGHHHH!!!!!!!!
Im not even close to starting my rag, so what gives???????
I need pills.
God i cannot wait to fall into bed, here in about 5 minutes. I really thought I'd been able to stay up when I got home from work, but that didn't happen. I snoozed on the couch till 10, watched ER till Noon, waited for Dave to call and we went to lunch at 1, which, we haven't done in a long time. When we got there and got in line I saw that some of the guys that Dave works with was there. I was instantly pissed, sick to my stomach. I asked Dave if he knew they were here, he said he didn't. I just don't want to deal with them. I went over, sat down with my back to them and tried to ignore them being there. I told Dave I wouldnt come back in there for lunch again if he knows they are there. Eventually they all left except for one of them, who, apparently was on vacation, that come in with his kids to pick up his paycheck. He came over and introduced himself and his kids, nice guy, but still.. I guess I'm just so ashamed of how i look that I don't want them to talk about me to Dave, or behind his back. He says they aren't like that, but I know better. I know how men are these days. *sigh*
I ran the kids up to Walmart to get their bookbags for school. Today was the first day its been hot there since the end of July.
I came home, and literally DIED on the couch, waking up here and there, the kids were quiet, and good. I got up around 7 and watched Scrubs till 8 and Dave was home by 8:15, and we took off. We stoped at GameStop, DAve bought Noah 2 games and I bought him 2 controllers for his game. There is his birthday gifts, we are done. We ran from there to walmart and got their school shoes. A pair each for the boys, and pair of dress shoes and tennis shoes for Dee only came to $56, their bookbags came to $50 too. So now school shopping is officially over.
We fed them and came home, now DAve is back there trying to get them in bed, although i think he's playing the game with Noah from the sounds of it. So im going to close this before he comes out. I'll write tomorrow about my dream.