loathing, blah and rage

I loathe Valentines Day.

I hate it so much that I seethe thinking about it.

I couldn’t bring myself to post yesterday because it would have been an extremely long rant containing many, many expletives. I spared you all from the rage that would have no doubt spewed from my fingers. Fucking martyr. What did he do that was so special?

I got to sit up front and watch all of the flowers be delivered to people who don’t deserve them. Because SFB thought she deserved the day off, and it angered me.

I was only jealous once. When a lady got a basket of cheese and wine, who do I have to fuck to get a cheese basket? No, seriously. Who? I want one.

Today is crap. Did I mention SFB needed today off also? Yeah, great for me! Also, my boss is letting everyone go home early. What is that all about? Why not just close down? We aren’t busy, obviously because I’m posting. Well, that’s a fib. I’d post no matter what. But I want to go home darn it! So I’m up front, looking busy.

I do remember one thing that was sparked by rage yesterday that I have to share in case I forget. I really have rage issues, and if one were to provoke me by being smug about their V-Day plans this is what I might say; “That cunt is rubbing her plans in my nose. I seriously want her to trip, fall and knock out her two front teeth. So badly that they can’t replace them and she talks whistle and can’t smile for the rest of her life!”

Karma is going to push me down a flight of stairs one day. Shit.

One hour & forty-seven minutes and counting. This weekend is going to be shit. I can tell. It’s going to be frigid again and I’m in jail. So I guess that’s ok. Tonight will be fun though. Satan and I are going to see ‘In Bruges’ and I have some other things planned. I just have to go to the dollar store to complete my geniusity.

I might go to IKEA and get a shelving unit. Exciting huh?

SF#2 and I are going to go out to eat on Saturday, which is if she doesn’t piss me off. Because I will yell at her, she is still on my list for the vacation fiasco.

I feel really random today, I’m in a mood and I think its translating to my post. I know that my posts are usually chock full of anger and rage but today I’m just blah. I just want to crawl under the covers and watch bad TV and eat shit.

Signing off. I can’t do this anymore today.

Ugh. One hour & forty-one minutes. I thought this would kill some time.