Wednesday, March 22, 2006
...stressed that is. Or, should I say: STRESSED!!!!!
My lovely roomate has infomed me that she wants to live alone. She told me this a week ago. Our lease ends April 1st.
I have a full time job and no money. This could be explained if I had a drug, alcohol, gambling, shoe addicition. I don't. So I now have another job. With the man. Starbucks. Ok, they are still the man, but they have really good benis and they work with my other commitments. I get to arrive at work at 4am and drink all the coffee I want.
I am not a nice person sleep deprived and strung out on caffiene.
My previous employer (cough) forgot to take out for my federal taxes. My 1040EZ is all kinds of messed up from this.
My sister's car broke down. I get to play chauffer in my non existent spare time.
I wish I was in a better mood.
Really I promise I'm a nice person.
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