This Week in The Outland
Aug. 1st, 2005 02:08 pmI can't really say that anything eventful happened this week. I sold shit on the weekend. I read during the week.
Just finished the complete series of BONE. Oh yes. Silly Goodness.MMm Quiche.
I'm just... blah.
I work out 5 days a week.. sometimes six. I make things. I play music. Get silly drunk with friends. I'm just peachy keen thank you. I love having time to spend with my best girly friend Kristi. I like getting to know new people.. and seeing people that I only see once a year.
I'm kind of getting tired of being barked at by the bosses. For little things. I get jumped on consistently. At least for the past week. The Minnesota split is coming up and I know they're stressed but Christ on a Bicycle.. one yells at me for something random and stupid that I've done and two seconds later another comes up and yells at me for the same damn thing. I miss home where I'm not on edge all the time and having to walk on eggshells. I miss my cats. I miss Grog. I miss my room and my freedom to do stupid shit and not get smacked in the head for it.
I really do try and do my best for them. Because I care. Because I love them. Because I want them to do well and be happy. According to them I've been their top salesperson for any show for the past 8 years. Meh. Whatever. I'm too sensitive and I know it.
But I really just want to hear a FRIENDLY voice today. Not a cranky ass one.
I should really stop bitching and start concentrating on selling the truck, getting back into shape, and working.
End of Story.
Just finished the complete series of BONE. Oh yes. Silly Goodness.MMm Quiche.
I'm just... blah.
I work out 5 days a week.. sometimes six. I make things. I play music. Get silly drunk with friends. I'm just peachy keen thank you. I love having time to spend with my best girly friend Kristi. I like getting to know new people.. and seeing people that I only see once a year.
I'm kind of getting tired of being barked at by the bosses. For little things. I get jumped on consistently. At least for the past week. The Minnesota split is coming up and I know they're stressed but Christ on a Bicycle.. one yells at me for something random and stupid that I've done and two seconds later another comes up and yells at me for the same damn thing. I miss home where I'm not on edge all the time and having to walk on eggshells. I miss my cats. I miss Grog. I miss my room and my freedom to do stupid shit and not get smacked in the head for it.
I really do try and do my best for them. Because I care. Because I love them. Because I want them to do well and be happy. According to them I've been their top salesperson for any show for the past 8 years. Meh. Whatever. I'm too sensitive and I know it.
But I really just want to hear a FRIENDLY voice today. Not a cranky ass one.
I should really stop bitching and start concentrating on selling the truck, getting back into shape, and working.
End of Story.