work again.... arrgh. I always hate going. Its not like my job is hard. Its not like I get bored, hell, I can read most of the night. But its that one girl..... She want to be my boss. Tells me what I shouldn't wear, reprimands me for making a mistake (like she's never made one before), telling me what to do and not do. If I'm going to mess up, let my actual boss let me know and tell me to correct it. urgh. And my music isn't downloading very fast. And two flies keep buzzing around my legs. Do they smell? On a less bitchy note, I had a lovely lunch at IO with Teresa today. Probably didn't need to spend the money, but it was better than being on my own in the apartment to eat, God knows what. Boyfriend finally has another job. No more stinky Mickeys. Sure, its less pay, but I bet he'll get more hours. I have a lot of things I want to complain about. But if I voice them I might realise how pathetic I really am. I do believe the time has come for a nap.