Oh joy, oh happy happy day, it’s Thursday. Hurrah! Let’s have a pep rally since I’m officially a six-year-old today. Except the part where I drive myself to be watched over so I don’t cheat and pretend I’m somebody else who can type better than me. Gah, whatever. I am so cranky. I really don’t even want to try to work for an outfit that treats people so much like children. Ugh.
Anyway, once this nonsense is over I’ll have to come back here and surf for other jobs that aren’t really what I want, while seething that I could be making rent money if not for the rigamarole, so I’m guessing it’ll be a banner day for bitchiness at Chez k2b. Did I mention, “Ugh”? I’m on the verge of asking y’all to pray for a good contract gig for me so I don’t have to fool with this mess for a while but I don’t get stuck anywhere horrible too long. Because right now it just feels like everywhere is horrible.
Sorry, I’m hardly a ray of sunshine to greet this morning, but given that sunshine tends to sting one’s eyes with all its annoying bright and shinyness I hope you can forgive. What’s going on with the rest of you ’Noisers? If life testing you as well? Do you think you’ll pass with flying colors?