Tuesday, April 08, 2008


Yes, I have a boss man here. He's nice, a father figure type. He gets on my nerves from time to time with his high and mighty tendencies but overall, he's a good dude.

I went into his office today and got a talk to about how I need to be applying for jobs everyday to get out of here, stop feeling sorry for myself and do something about it. It was a good little chat.

Neither my mood or physical condition have improved from yesterday. If anything, both have gotten worse. So I'm doing my best to put my head down and get things done and waiting for the day to end.

New 30 something Match guy has not returned my call from Saturday night, so I'm already counting him for dead. Don't email me and call me and say you want to go out to dinner with me and then NOT return my call. LAAAAAAAME. Maybe he's just busy, you say? Well if he's too busy to call me, he's too busy to date me. Oh...and I cancelled my Match account again. Isn't it a wonderful rollercoaster ride?

OH BY THE WAY...I went through all the trouble of re-activating the comments feature and no one has fucking commented. Start it up, or I'm turning it off again. That's not a threat, that's a PROMISE.


Ashley said...

I love how you have neglected to update us since you have found out the the situation is not so bleak my dear.

BTW, I am never commenting again seeing as this stupid thing forces me to enter a series of scrunchy letters to prove I'm not spam. I can never do those things correctly and they piss me off.

Ashley said...

Ugh! I f-ing hate this thing. I have tried to leave a comment like four times and I can't get the freaking secret code shit right that verifies I'm not spam.

Anyhow, post happy stuff too like when people e-mail you nice things after you decide you hate them and they are assholes.

Steph said...

Wish granted, my dear.