do people actually still come here?

geez...

no life.  move on, people.

seriously.

i think i'm done with xanga.

brokeback for xanga

i wish i could quit you, xanga.

Today was not a good day

I woke up today to the sound of my phone ringing.  Not my phone's alarm, but the ringer.  Bell calls me about some meeting that he thought was today but is on Thursday.  I mumble and curse at him for waking me up so early.  I had thought that since my alarm didn't go off, it was still before 9AM.  He calls me a lazy bastard and hangs up.

I look at my clock.  It is 10:44.  I have class at 11.  And the commute usually takes me 20 minutes.

"Oh well...  It won't be a big deal.",  I had thought.

Well, after being stuck at the bank (curse my dad for making me do his damned business deposits), I got onto the highway.  As soon at I touch my rear view mirror to hang my parking decal, it falls off onto my lap while I'm driving at 90MPH in a shit-box car with a stick-shift.  Not only do I have to deal with missing a third of my driving field of vision, I have to do it with some douche tailgating me in stop and go traffic.  And the traffic was backed up because some idiots decided to come to a complete stop to merge into the interchange.

I hate today.

An Ultimatum

I need to either stop drinking...

or...

stop being an asshole.