Meme time!

Gacked from joane who gacked it from other people.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.


"It was morally repugnant."
--Cyteen, by C. J. Cherryh

That's kind of a cool sentence to post, actually. It's surrounded by other sentences full of technobabble, but by itself it fits into a lot of different contexts. I'm vaguely impressed. :)

Aww, fuck!

Would somebody PLEASE get me the fuck out of this job?

My fucking temp agency has screwed me AGAIN. They didn't pay me for my Christmas break, and it looks like the same for New Year's.

FUCK!

I've called, and they claim to have paid me my pro rata for ONE day (which isn't even true), but dammit, they're supposed to pay me for both days.

That means I'll be docked FOUR DAYS of work. At the most expensive time of the year.

They did this to me last year, too, except at that time I didn't know any better. Now I do, and I'm fucking well going to fight for it. How the hell am I supposed to live on three days' pay? I can barely scrape by on five. And unlike last year, this time around I can't make up for it by working insame amounts of overtime -the Bank won't let me.

FUCK FUCK FUCK!

Now I don't even have the goddamned money to pay for the course I want to take, or my car registration which is due this month, or even food, for fuck's sake.

AAAUGH!

I'm stressed out, tired, rushed, and now this. I just want to make it through the day without either crying or killing someone.

I smoulder with generic rage!

Okay.

So I wrote a slightly nasty note to my temp agency and had Boss!Lady sign it. Maybe that'll get their attention.

In the meantime, the girl who's supposed to replace me at lunch is nowhere to be found. "Remind me!" she said cheerfully this morning. Yeah, well, she hasn't been anywhere to be found for about forty-five minutes, so how in hell was I supposed to remind her, huh?

God.

Anway, I'm doing more work in the meantime.

I foresee very little writing getting done today. Bah.

Spam I Am

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It's all fearsclave's fault. He linked to it first.