Monday Madness

Fridays are obviously not my forte on this blog. Every Friday I'm at the salon from 10ish to 6 so there's not much time to actually sit down and write. It's becoming somewhat of a problem because I really want to sit down and fucking pound out some chapters in my book but with my schedule it's beginning to get ridiculous to find time for important things let alone just writing.

All I know at this point is that I desperately need a new day job because this whole nonsense with my boss telling me I fucked up countless times in one day really pisses me off. Maybe if he didn't cause me to DESPISE my job I would be more careful but right now I really don't give a flying fuck about how I put one thing on the spreadsheet and forgot to put it in Quickbooks. I would have caught it and fixed it considering once a fucking week that's what I do. Oh no! If I mess up one little number the world will implode! Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk that.

Enough ranting about how I hate my day job. This weekend was pretty sick. After working at the salon for 7 hours Andrew and I hopped in my Jetta and traveled 2 hours to James Madison University for Springfest. It was a shit show to say the least. Cops were everywhere to help control the riots. Tear gas was deployed and rubber bullets were fired. Luckily I wasn't in the vicinity of any of those things. I was getting down to some serious business at my friends apartment. When I say getting down to business you should all know that means consuming massive amounts of alcohol. I met so many random people and even ended out bitching out some really weird creeper who kept inviting himself into the apartment. I don't think that there was one single solitary person that was not belligerent. Needless to say I had a great time and luckily Andrew drove both ways because he loves me and hates my driving. Now it's time to get through this shitty Monday and recuperate.