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My friday sucks...
Here's the deal. My one day temp assignment SUCKEd.
I was going to go out to the drag show. Got there, realized that 1) I haven't eaten since about noon and am now starving to the point of feeling ill 2) I feel like crap with the loud music and 3)oh yeah. I have on a skirt no one else does except the drag queens. So feeling pissy, sick and self concious I decide to go to Mom's use her computer.
Get shitfaced, or as close to it as I can come, and chat/post.
Except for the part where her internet connection isn't working. So here I am at home. still haven't eaten. I did limit myself to how much alcohol I bought. I'm determined to get tipsy at the very least. I'm not worried about anything interacting with my medicine because---oh yeah! they are all at mom's.
Dad is here however so I feel very juvinelle and teenagerish locked away in my room drinking.
Tomorrow should be better it's nothing but Chubby Hubby and hockey.
I was going to go out to the drag show. Got there, realized that 1) I haven't eaten since about noon and am now starving to the point of feeling ill 2) I feel like crap with the loud music and 3)oh yeah. I have on a skirt no one else does except the drag queens. So feeling pissy, sick and self concious I decide to go to Mom's use her computer.
Get shitfaced, or as close to it as I can come, and chat/post.
Except for the part where her internet connection isn't working. So here I am at home. still haven't eaten. I did limit myself to how much alcohol I bought. I'm determined to get tipsy at the very least. I'm not worried about anything interacting with my medicine because---oh yeah! they are all at mom's.
Dad is here however so I feel very juvinelle and teenagerish locked away in my room drinking.
Tomorrow should be better it's nothing but Chubby Hubby and hockey.