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Ugh.
I am in a foul mood this morning, oh yes.
I've already had phone conversations with three people, all of whom annoyed me at the time, and I've only been up for a half hour.
Some asswipe outside was honking his horning off and on for like, five minutes, to the point where I actually thought I might go outside in my pajamas and yell obscenities at the fucker.
The idiot(s?) upstairs had their smoke detector going off for like, three minutes, and I thought I might grab the Swiffer and bang on my ceiling.
I have the makings of a headache. This also displeases me.
Apparently, my LJ comment notifications are delayed by over 15 minutes. This renders me unhappy as well.
And finally, I have to go to work. I leave at ~1:20. In the next 50 or so minutes, I need to shower, dry my hair, get dressed, grab my bag (not forgetting my iPod and other such necessities) and run out the door to catch my bus.
Hope your day is better than mine has started out.
Grr. Argh.
(And then I feel silly, because hey, New Orleans is being evacuated, and at least I'm not foolish enough to live right by the Gulf of Mexico which has a billion hurricanes a year, it seems. Life could be much worse. I'm PMSing. I realize this.)
I've already had phone conversations with three people, all of whom annoyed me at the time, and I've only been up for a half hour.
Some asswipe outside was honking his horning off and on for like, five minutes, to the point where I actually thought I might go outside in my pajamas and yell obscenities at the fucker.
The idiot(s?) upstairs had their smoke detector going off for like, three minutes, and I thought I might grab the Swiffer and bang on my ceiling.
I have the makings of a headache. This also displeases me.
Apparently, my LJ comment notifications are delayed by over 15 minutes. This renders me unhappy as well.
And finally, I have to go to work. I leave at ~1:20. In the next 50 or so minutes, I need to shower, dry my hair, get dressed, grab my bag (not forgetting my iPod and other such necessities) and run out the door to catch my bus.
Hope your day is better than mine has started out.
Grr. Argh.
(And then I feel silly, because hey, New Orleans is being evacuated, and at least I'm not foolish enough to live right by the Gulf of Mexico which has a billion hurricanes a year, it seems. Life could be much worse. I'm PMSing. I realize this.)