monday, monday
Jan. 7th, 2002 03:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wickedfleaOh, god, is that a song? Yup, I'll have it in my head for the rest of the day now.
Anyway, it's kind of a crappy day here in Wickedfleaburg. Nothing horribly wrong, it's just that things (or rather people) at work are determined to be difficult. Couple that with a supremely ugly day (rain mixed with snow mixed with gray skies) and I am left with a profound feeling of Ass. Plus, I got Sunday Night Fever and couldn't sleep last night, so that probably has something to do with it also.
Ack -- I can't think of a damn thing worthwhile to write. Except that sometimes I just wanna slap the dog shit out of some people. And that's all.
Anyway, it's kind of a crappy day here in Wickedfleaburg. Nothing horribly wrong, it's just that things (or rather people) at work are determined to be difficult. Couple that with a supremely ugly day (rain mixed with snow mixed with gray skies) and I am left with a profound feeling of Ass. Plus, I got Sunday Night Fever and couldn't sleep last night, so that probably has something to do with it also.
Ack -- I can't think of a damn thing worthwhile to write. Except that sometimes I just wanna slap the dog shit out of some people. And that's all.
