Screw You, & the Horse You Rode In On...

Yeah, I edited the post. I think this title fits better.

I'm out. After the day I've had today, all I want to do is curl up into a ball & rock myself to sleep for, oh, about a week. I am just done with being stressed out about a job that in the grand scheme of things doesn't mean jack shit. If I don't do it, they'll just put an ad in the paper or on Monster & get some other schmuck to do it. Maybe they'll even do it better, who knows. All I know is that I'm done. I'm sick & tired of dealing with stupid people who I have to kiss their ass so I don't upset them because they're so fucking delicate. I just want to go there & scream in their faces "FUCK YOU!" Gah. People suck. Hard.

The only bright side that I have is that tomorrow is Friday. Then I don't have to deal with the fuckers for 2 days.

FUCK YOU BELTSVILLE!

Say whaaaa?!?!?

So the Hubby & I were sitting watching the talking heads on CNN deconstruct the Democratic primary race, when a rather odd commercial came on. I guess the commercial in & of itself wasn't particularly odd (it was for Shell gas stations), but the ending definitely was. They were extolling the virtues of their car wash or something, when all of a sudden the happy announcer states "and now you can get one of 3 collectable interior microfiber cleaning cloths!" WHAAAA???? Since when do we collect cleaning cloths?!? I couldn't believe it. What's next, collecting Kleenex? Wait... nevermind.

A Way Cool Weather pic

Ok, so I'm a huge nut for unusual cloud formations & storms, so the picture below just had me giddy:



It was posted on my work's internal company website. How cool!

We now return you to your normal, non-weather geek blogging. :)

Nothing.

Nothing you do is right.
Nothing you say is the right thing.
Nothing going the way you thought.
Nothing to really do about it.

Just... nothing.