I just finished a pretty big meltdown/anxiety/panic attack after my train was late and I was worried that I wouldn't get back on time. Why am I like this.
I am so very done with today and I still have two hours of work to go. Why can't I concentrate better?
Got 5 hours of sleep last night because roommate decided to play fetch with a cat right outside my bedroom door at 6 AM.
After a week of awful heat that dried out the soil of our plants at a dizzying speed, it rained. For less than 5 minutes. The grass didn't even get properly wet.
So hey liquid soap manufacturers, fuck you up and down and sideways, I am too sick to do the dance of 'to open rotate dispenser exactly 230 and a half times while standing on one leg and reciting The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock backwards' I will take your stupid dispenser off entirely and pour the damn soap on my hands like a fucking animal because accessibility is not an issue for you apparently Wave bye bye to my nice shiny disabled money! Whee! There it goes, off to buy something else!
I had to pick up marshmallows from the store on my way home from picking up my sister. She insisted on coming in with me. I said she could have 5 minutes to shop, because I have to get exactly ONE thing. 25 minutes later...
You baldfaced lying asshole, did you not realize that you left a paper trail or is your opinion of my intelligence that low?