I am so freaking tired this morning. I almost died multiple times coming home and now I have to drive again. The next three days I have to do onsite at a 'local' client. Local my ass. 40 miles and 4 freeways through some of the worst traffic around here. Suck my balls. And these fuckers want 9-5. Fuck you and fuck everything.
Shit mood this morning? Why yes, thank you. This should do wonders for me training.
I went in yesterday around 6:40. I liked that. Worked until 2 something. It took me 2.5 hours to get home because the wind and traffic were so bad. So bad that my sunglasses flew off my face at one point. A pair I have had for god knows how many years. Not happy about that. I am thinking about finding some goggles this weekend. Make it easier for me than sunglasses. People trying to squish me, wind trying to knock me over. At the same time dealing with B who wants me to write an email back to her dad. Which we ended up crafting together. He sent me a response this morning. Idiot and an asshole. If I ever meet this guy face to face I will not be as polite as I was in the email I sent. I really don't want to respond again. I feel like my director that time he had to deal with emails from an idiot cast member. I feel like I am communicating with a three year old.
Tried to relax last night but was just way too wound up. Ended up watching some tv and catching up on emails. I am still behind and need to do some forms for one guy but he can wait. Went to bed around 9:30.
Fuck. Almost time to leave so I don't sit in 3 hour traffic.
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