Friday, June 01, 2007

Music: Muse - Please Please Please
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Fuck all but I am in a miserable mood today. All of my little triggers for moodiness managed to get triped within the span of 2 hours so I don't think any amount of Starbucks or cookies is gonna help.

I knew I had to get in to work in Dover earlier than usual. 8:45 instead of 10. Not tragic, but I *hate* getting up before 8. Still, I'm even worse if I don't take a reasonable amount of time to get ready and adjust to the whole being awake thing, so I set my alarm for a little before 7.....

...or did I?

My mom ended up checking in on me at 10 minutes to 8. "No!" I yelled. "My clock says it's not even 7 yet" I checked my iPod...it said it was 9:45. Two more clocks were checked and I eventually settled on 8 as the real time. I fucking HATE when machines that only have one function fail at that function. I don't even know how the time got messed up so badly.

So I run around like a maniac and still make it to work on time...not that I needed to....The depositions that I needed to get in to early to open up for? CANCELLED. I just sat there like a moron not doing anything while the one attorney putzed around the office asking more questions than my parents about law school shit. Uncomfortable much? I'm certain my tone didn't invite more questions. People pressing me about stuff I clearly don't want to talk about is another anger trigger of mine. I couldn't even waste time on the internet because it's been down in the Dover office for the last couple of days. And verizon won't be there until Monday. Work was impossible, fun was impossible. Machines were messin things up. Strike two.

Then the boss called. This is always a game of roulette. Could be good, could be bad. Bad today in that it was trigger number three: Sudden changes in plan. She needed me in the Elizabeth office today. I HATE going to the Elizabeth office. The people here are nice and all but it's a long ride and when I get here I can't find jack shit on this slow computer so work that would take me four seconds in Dover is taking like 15 minutes per-assignment.

This fucking blows. I'm just so angry right now. I feel like I want to hit something or scream. I don't know why I'm just feeling so frustrated today.

I want to go home, scream in to a pillow, and just lay down for a week.
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