- Signed: Matthew Hartman
- Filed under rant .
Yeah, thank god it's officially Thursday... Wednesday may go down as one of my worst days ever. Not only did I wake up a little pissed off, but the day progressively got worse as it went on. My phone rang twice early Wednesday afternoon, which the first woke me up. That never goes over too well. :) Both were wrong numbers. Add that to relationship issues I don't really want to get into... (maybe later!) Then to find out the entire set of driver-side speakers in my car not working. I so needed a drink, and low and behold I was invited out for drinks tonight. I don't feel that much better - but I guess it took my mind off things regarding some of the issues for a little while.
The problems with the audio system in the car, I didn't discover until I left tonight just after midnight to meet Justin Shaw, Jeff Luxford, Rob Giglio and his girlfriend at Sledsters. Yeah, I promised all that I'd do a bit of name-dropping to expose their names to the wide-world of the Internet! Inside joke, I guess... Anyhow, the audio problems in my car pissed me off, beyond belief. And just added to the frustration I had building on all day. I went about the day fairly nonchalantly but by the time evening rolled around, I was so wound up, I began to eat - and that's usually a sign that I'm stressed.
It was a good thing Shaw called me around 11:00pm. It gave me that little bit of motivation to put the fuckin' ham and cheese back in the fridge (yeah, I had decidedly devoured three sandwiches in just under a half-hour). I'm not quite sure what does it, but when I get extremely stressed, I feel the need to eat like a god-damn pig.
So, here I am not quite with a buzz going, unfortunately... My tolerance to alcohol pisses me off, as well. Let's see, what was it? Three Crown and Cokes at Sledsters and I have downed one Amaretto Sour already here since I've been home and nothing. It pisses me off when I clearly want to drown away all the negatives with just a few drinks... when "just a few" isn't enough. I'd drink Crown until I passed out, but unfortunately (and probably, luckily) I'm all out.
Maybe a good night's sleep will help.
Let's see...
The problems with the audio system in the car, I didn't discover until I left tonight just after midnight to meet Justin Shaw, Jeff Luxford, Rob Giglio and his girlfriend at Sledsters. Yeah, I promised all that I'd do a bit of name-dropping to expose their names to the wide-world of the Internet! Inside joke, I guess... Anyhow, the audio problems in my car pissed me off, beyond belief. And just added to the frustration I had building on all day. I went about the day fairly nonchalantly but by the time evening rolled around, I was so wound up, I began to eat - and that's usually a sign that I'm stressed.
It was a good thing Shaw called me around 11:00pm. It gave me that little bit of motivation to put the fuckin' ham and cheese back in the fridge (yeah, I had decidedly devoured three sandwiches in just under a half-hour). I'm not quite sure what does it, but when I get extremely stressed, I feel the need to eat like a god-damn pig.
So, here I am not quite with a buzz going, unfortunately... My tolerance to alcohol pisses me off, as well. Let's see, what was it? Three Crown and Cokes at Sledsters and I have downed one Amaretto Sour already here since I've been home and nothing. It pisses me off when I clearly want to drown away all the negatives with just a few drinks... when "just a few" isn't enough. I'd drink Crown until I passed out, but unfortunately (and probably, luckily) I'm all out.
Maybe a good night's sleep will help.
Let's see...
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