Well, I just got terminated from my job.

Fun part is going to be breaking the news to Chris. Happy New Year's babe!

Yep, home sick. Shitty. Waiting for the lab results to come back tomorrow. The anti-viral meds I'm taking are making me feel worse!

Waaaahhh!

I know.

And it totally ruined my plans for New Years.

I kind of deduced on my own that the Twilight series is garbage, but it's nice to see others raving about how awful it is...

Now I'm really glad I didn't waste my time trying to force myself through something like that.

Although, I have to say that the people who just *LOVE* the series have a complete lack of taste in ANYTHING... (There's your

Home sick today.... I really don't want to use the PTO, but when my head is going to explode, I probably shouldn't let it happen at my co-workers.

Although I did get some highlights from Friday's company Xmas party... I was THAT drunk person.

Dear hell, why do I still have a job?

So Becca's finally moving... Shallow friend point for her: Calling up someone -=cough=- Dana, who Becca accused of being a slut then totally out-did her post-separation -=cough=- to help her move because that person has a pick-up. (Dana said no of course, 10 gold stars for Dana ( Read more... )

You know how sometimes people on your friends list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when were they working THERE? Since when were they dating HIM/HER? Since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ( Read more... )

I'm very lucky to have a best-friend that will kick me out of bed at 12:30 because she's anxious to hang out.

MY PMSdom hit a very high climax yesterday. The worst I've ever had in years. The storm is usually so mild. My back hurts a little, sensitive boobs, roof of my mouth does that weird chap/peely thing...

I was almost ready to start bawling my eyes out because I lost my water bottle at work yesterday. I hope that puts into perspective HOW BAD it really ( Read more... )

Am I just a bitch?

Am I on a higher playing field (socially, mentally and emotionally)Or are my expectations too high? Are my standards for people too high ( Read more... )

I think I honestly just experience my heart falling out of my chest. Just bummed around and started hopping from link to link to link through some of Jen's journals and the comments that people left on her page after she died.

Am I the only one who struggles with that? I get physically sick.