Hi. I don't know why I'm writing this right now, I'm not in the right mood. You see, today I spent 8 hours at work printing over 1,000 pages one by one (I took a picture of part of the stack with my phone so I'll try and add it to the post, so you can get an idea). ugh... .... ... I cant think of what to say now... the thought of how much it sucked is making me want to stick a pen into my eye so I don't have to go and do it again tomorrow. But anyway, I digress, I don't want this blog to be a personal confessional or anger outlet, I just want a little sympathy and I really, really, REALLY want to burn that pile of paper when it isn't needed anymore.

Ok, I'm changing my rules for today, I'm just going to let it all out. Here is my list of reasons why I could lose all control and end up doing something like this.

1) My blinker is broken and won't turn off, so everywhere I go people think I want to turn left. I look like an idiot. If I don't get it fixed soon I am going to put my fist through it. Before it started doing this,it would just click but the blinker wouldn't flash then one day driving home from work, smoke started coming out of it!! It was freaky, I thought my car was going to burst into flames and explode. Sadly it didn't explode, instead it thought it would kill me by driving me crazy. It's like Chinese water torture, with every click I get more and more annoyed. One day I'll drive it off a cliff and then we'll see who the last one laughing is!!

2) See the first paragraph. I think someone at work saw me driving around with my blinker on and they decided I was too big of an idiot to do anything but print papers all day long. It's possible.

3) I lost to boom boom today in tennis. But for the record, I beat her first. We were playing best out of 5 and I won 5-1, so she said "This isn't over! let's play a full set." So we did, and I lost. And yes, I did throw the racket a few times.

4) I guess I will leave this one away from the public eye for now, but just now this.... it makes me REALLY mad!

Alright, I feel better now. I can't promise it will last so be warned. Maybe I'll just dance it out... It worked for Bret, right?