so i dub thee unforgiven;
I'm having a bad day.
It's funny that this didn't occur to me when, say, I locked my keys in my car and almost put my fist through my window in a frustrated rage while yelling fuck fuck FUCK. It wasn't clear when I ended up having to do a couple hours of tedious work at my job that wasn't my responsibility, or when I was stuck for entire minutes trying to figure out if the letter N came before or after the letter R. When I had to spend thirty minutes looking for my work clothes in the dirty laundry, when I was late for school, when I forgot everything that was due today, when I had to wait an hour and a half for my father to write me a paycheck, when I almost threw up, when I found out my brother's birthday present would cost me fifty more bucks than I was expecting--these were not noteworthy. Apparently.
There was the customer who said, "Look what I found in your store! Digital Devil Saga! I'm lucky I even found it, aren't I?" He even showed me the game.
There's a sore in my mouth that's becoming infected. It hurts to talk.
There wasn't one good song on the radio today. Not one. I was driving for like an hour.
But see, what really drove today home for me was stubbing my toe so hard that the toenail cracked in half. I responded like you'd expect me to, until my mother came by and said, "Brittany, be quiet. People are trying to sleep!"
Today is a bad day.
I'm allowed to use dramatic narrative to bitch about it.
My toe's turning purple. Which I initially typoed as awesome, honest to god, because ... because those two words are so much alike. I wonder when the nail will fall off.
It's funny that this didn't occur to me when, say, I locked my keys in my car and almost put my fist through my window in a frustrated rage while yelling fuck fuck FUCK. It wasn't clear when I ended up having to do a couple hours of tedious work at my job that wasn't my responsibility, or when I was stuck for entire minutes trying to figure out if the letter N came before or after the letter R. When I had to spend thirty minutes looking for my work clothes in the dirty laundry, when I was late for school, when I forgot everything that was due today, when I had to wait an hour and a half for my father to write me a paycheck, when I almost threw up, when I found out my brother's birthday present would cost me fifty more bucks than I was expecting--these were not noteworthy. Apparently.
There was the customer who said, "Look what I found in your store! Digital Devil Saga! I'm lucky I even found it, aren't I?" He even showed me the game.
There's a sore in my mouth that's becoming infected. It hurts to talk.
There wasn't one good song on the radio today. Not one. I was driving for like an hour.
But see, what really drove today home for me was stubbing my toe so hard that the toenail cracked in half. I responded like you'd expect me to, until my mother came by and said, "Brittany, be quiet. People are trying to sleep!"
Today is a bad day.
I'm allowed to use dramatic narrative to bitch about it.
My toe's turning purple. Which I initially typoed as awesome, honest to god, because ... because those two words are so much alike. I wonder when the nail will fall off.
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Is god hating your toes contagious or something?
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Ugh...was it that kind of pain that starts off kinda numb before taking over your mind completely? I'm sorry you had to deal with all that crap :/
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