2003-08-01 - 11:20 a.m.
dear diary,
i took the day off of work.
i decided to call in as soon as my alarm went off. i wasn't even tired. it's just that, today is food day.
and i didn't want to bring food in for the department.
i hate that the company forces this kind of comraderie participation, as if eating my partner's rice krispy squares is going to dissimilate all of the horrendous and unethical things she's done.
i guess i can't really call her my partner anymore though. because she was demoted.
[insert glee]
so instead of feeding unethical and mean fuckeurs [yeah that's a U in fuckers because i've decided to bring a little french flavor back to you, diary- i'm promoting world peace and equality and i will seriously die a thousand deaths before i order anything called "freedom fries" - which incidentally, they are now serving at several fast food chains here in town... i won't name which fast food restaraunts because then you would know what part of the country/continent i live in and isn't anonymity what we're aiming for here, diary?] i'm going to get a payday loan, cry over some bills that are pending, ignore the messy house, stop pondering concentrate apple juice vs non-concentrate apple juice, check out cnn.com, have a morning smoke, and possibly download some illegal music.
i feel better.