I have very little patience today, and I want to say every mean thing I’m thinking out loud, but I won’t.  That’s good news for a few people.

I didn’t sleep very well last night. I was lying there thinking about stuff, and also feeling nauseous, which didn’t help.  I decided that I really wanted to say fuck it, turn off my phone, and stay in bed for a few days.  I felt this overwhelming urge to cut myself off from everyone.  I didn’t.  I got up, like a big girl, and took my unhappy ass to court where my client didn’t even show because he is a fucking loser.

I just want something to work out for once. I’m tired of being constantly disappointed.  Maintaining a good attitude when nothing ever goes right is getting harder by the minute.