make it stop.

I am tired of idiots and assholes.
I got this message, which I have printed and marked up in red at my cubicle. It’s from a broker/owner talking about some revisions to a mockup I made:
I wanted to let it slip. People screw up, as witnessed by the fact that I sent him a long email introduction telling him about the revisions I made and forgot to include the new link. Then I got this email:
All I have to say is: He’s sure know perfectionist with that kind of grammar. Did I mention this is the broker/owner a.k.a asshole from PA that wouldn’t let me talk during my presentation a while back? Yeah. Jerk. Dumb jerk, though. That makes me feel better. I’m so freaking miserable today. Work is hectic, but it isn’t JUST that. I’m really retarded, and sort of messed up my holiday plans, budget-wise. Just another day in the life… And now, to top it off.. I feel nauseous. And, it’s Thursday, so no pleasant up all night laughing like last night to look forward to. Too much stuff going on to post about now, so this is just a reminder to myself to take a freaking break and catch up later on the journal. I want this PacSun hula monkey…. |
I don’t care where we go Come on and touch the place in me Don’t care where we go I don’t care To be around u is so-oh right I don’t care where we go I don’t care where we go Just take me with u
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schlemaggle has made a Comment
just hold out a little longer, sweetcheeks.
a few more days and you’ll bee away from people hoo can’t spell.
holy crap!
where the heckums did you find that monkey?
you need him. eye need him. we both need him in a very, very bad way.
December 19, 2002 @ 8:02 am