Monday, August 11, 2003 So needless to say, my morning hasn't been the most enjoyable. I got to bed around midnight or so after the Super Duper Supergrass weekend. I'm shaken awake at 8 am by this monster with no makeup. Why? I have to go smog my car, and it's due tomorrow. I would have known about this, if I was given the paperwork! My car isn't in my name, therefore the DMV papers to my car don't have my name on them. So, I shower and hobble out of the door by 8:30 but someone wants to come along. That person wants to go to the bank, the grocery store, the dry cleaners and more than likely Timbuktu as well. I am very easily annoyed, especially when I'm tired. When you ask me "Why are you so upset? What's up your butt this morning?" 5, 6, 7, 8 times, I'm going to blow up. When I'm not walking a mile a minute through a crowded grocery store, don't get pissy with me when I ask you to slow down.I can't stand mornings like this. There is no reason for me to be this pissy, but I still am. I'll sit and wait for a phone call and eat my cottage cheese. Edit: Got my phone call. Very happy about that. I also forgot I had the bottle caps from Jason's moving in part at the condo in my bag. I can start on my anti-lame belt now. I know you wish you had bottle caps from around the world too, but you don't, so kiss off. |
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