March 1st, 2006
Bronchitis
I work for a boozer
You are a loser

You are so damn stupid sometimes it amazes me. If I suspected you were smart for one moment -- may be not smart but spiteful-- I'd figure you got that nasty egg mcmuffin with sausage on it because you KNOW I WON'T EAT IT. And your stupid remark that I could take the sausage off of it. I had to actually explain to you that the egg has the nasty taste of sausage on it and it doesn't magically become canadian bacon. I should have learned a long time ago not to get annoyed at stuff like that but since I very rarely ask you for anything -- as keeping the house clean -- yeah right I got tired of the sound of my own voice. In your own small mind you'd probably write a lot of crap in your diary how I'm the biggest bitch in the world. However, our kid said "gee mom you've gotten so much nicer". Most likely because I'm working hard these days. I haven't exhaled yet but my job situation seems to have improved in that it's working. My boss still has his happy hour but now I joke with the rest of my coworkers about it.
So I ask you how blanking hard is it to get an egg mcmuffin?




If sleeping were an olympic sport I would have the gold. I can't understand why I can't seem to get enough this weekend. Evidence of people who were in the house: empty ice cream container and empty Red Bull can.

Did you always chew so f****ing loud or did I just notice how annoying it is now?
