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.