November 2010
It's.........
Monty Python’s Flying Circus!!
Let's take a trip to a time before I was born.
Blah
I didn’t go in to work today because I have pneumonia or something, can hardly talk and I’m all stuffy-headed.
I wish I went though, because instead of going in sick and getting paid to be miserable, I ended up staying home with a drunk asshole of a father being miserable for absolutely free.
And I was supposed to get my first pay check today, now I have to wait till Friday…
North and South Korea were bombing eachother. WW3 hurry up.
For the past week and a half
I haven’t been able to sleep more than a few hours each night. Two hours one night, 4 hours the next, never more than five. Even though I can still walk and talk and be ‘normal’, inside I feel like I’m falling apart and I’m worried that it’s going to continue getting worse.
I can’t stand it, the random aches and pains. The cracking of joints every time I stand up. The paranoia and anxiety. I thought at first it was because I was withdrawing from some of my prescription medication because I stopped taking them for almost a week when it started, but I’ve been taking them regularly again ever since I noticed the possibility and the lack of sleep is still here. Why does my insomnia have to come back when I was doing so well for so long?
Soo... FUCK
I have a job and it fucking blows. I just want to get paid already, but the payroll is two weeks behind and I DIDN’T SIGN UP TO GET PAID TWO FUCKING WEEKS LATE. And since I’m new I get paid like a week late so I’ve been forced to wait like three fucking weeks. Fuck, my first paycheck is only going to be like 50 dollars and then I have to wait an entire fucking week to get my second pay check which will also be around 50 dollars because apparently it takes three fucking weeks to go through training and they aren’t allowed to give new people decent fucking hours. They must want me to quit, but I swear to God I’ll see them all dead before I quit a fucking job just because they’re intentionally being fucking douche bags. Fuck ‘em all and FML.
Isn’t it fucking bad enough getting paid to wear a fucking apron for hours at a fucking time?