Requesting a Do Over *e
I just want to rewind to yesterday and start the last 24 hours or so over.
1. I sent out an email with the wrong name on it. The attachement was correct, but the name wasn’t and it started a big ole mess. I wonder if my boss will yell at me later. *sigh*
2. I forgot my phone at home today. I’ll be out of communication while on the train and since Baboo was about 30 minutes late yesterday I won’t be able to know if it’s going to happen again. I forsee either a really smooth evening with him waiting for me when I get off the train or a really fucked up frustrated one with me wondering when he’s gonna get there.
3. I also forgot ALL of the documentation I will need to fax to the newspaper to get my divorce summons published. So I’m fucked. I’ll have to try and do it tomorrow when I’m running around, but that means paying about 20 or so bucks for the faxing. Awesome. I want to shoot myself in the face about it all. I could wait until next week, but I don’t want to. So there is that.
4. I have to get some shit together to show my boss that we are working hard on this manual update. I have about 2 things. Oh goody. It’s gonna look really half ass. Oh well.
5. Can I please please just go home? Please?
*sigh*
*EDIT: and then!!! I go into my bag for a piece of gum. I bought these big… containers of gum, it’s like the hard shell kind. Anyway, the dumb thing broke open and now all of my gum is in the bottom of my bag, which is just… dirty really. So… now I have no gum.
Today hates me.
guess what today… I HATE YOU TOO!!!
i’m drinking my coffee and hoping for the rest of the bad news to come down so I can get on with it.
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Ah…. one of “those days.” Which seem to occur far more often than is desirable or fair. But hey… the day is still somewhat young. I hope it turns around for you soon.
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I hate days like that. I hope it gets better.
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🙁 That sucks. I hate forgetting important things and not realizing it until I’m too far gone. No way you can have somebody bring them to work for you?
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It seems like the days where my hubby leaves his phone at home are the worst days ever! It makes me miss him so much more and I wonder how the hell we ever lived without constantly communicating with each other.
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I am sure that he will be there waiting for you. If you go home, I go home. We should just go home.
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I hope your day gets better, lady. Big hugs and lots of love. <3
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Hugs!!!! 😡
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I’m coming to LA this weekend with Socks. Wanna grab coffee?
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yikes! 🙁 xx
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I hope there is no bad news. Bad news sucks ass. Hope something good happens to brighten your day and make it gay-o.
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yes, i think we are quite charming indeed. and if my boss knew how much time i spend on OD he would finally understand why everything i do is so half-assed 🙂 right now he just thinks i’m an idiot.
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ryn: I have a couple of drum corps shows this weekend, and Socks and I are going to Disneyland for a week to celebrate her birthday. 🙂
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Aw. 🙁 Today will get better! It has to!
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Hugs.
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RYN, a pink taco is another name for the female area
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RYN: Thanks for the advice 🙂 Have I ever mentioned that I love the way you write? I think my problem is allowing myself to detonate; I keep holing on.
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The zombie stompers should cheer you up a bit!
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Ughhh I hate days like that. Sorry to hear your story wasn’t published. I think the feedback was positive though. Many people just get a 2 line rejection letter. It shows you have promise!
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