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May 22nd, 2006

You know how you're all ready to get sympathy with your sob story, only to find out somebody's got an even better one? I hate that.

Well, I had the WORST WEEKEND EVER (or so I was planning to embellish it), part of which was spent trying to find the leak in my roof. I only get a full weekend off once every six weeks, so that's not how I wanted to spend it, but hey -- it stopped raining, and who knows for how long? We got called to a house fire Friday, Saturday I was on the roof, yada yada *sob* yada, kids left to do their own thing Saturday night instead of going to the movies with me, yada yada I'm such a sad sack yada, mowed the overgrown lawn but the mower's acting up, yada. Then I get called to go into work early Sunday, thus ending my rotten weekend but giving me another thing to bitch about.

I walk into work, where they're right in the middle of a murder investigation; this gal walked into the lobby and announced she'd just killed her boyfriend. With a hammer. Apparently there might be some connection to a car that was torched. I might add that I was just bragging to a friend in England about how relatively low our crime rate is.

So not only a rotten weekend, but also a good sob story shot right in the ass. I mean, hey -- nobody beat *me* to death with a hammer. So, I have a sinus headache? So what! There are kids starving in Africa.

Okay, I'm done now. I'm going to go back to acting cheerful; just needed to vent without taking a tool to anyone.

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