9/1/00

So I feel like shite. Rolling my eyes. Not specifically but in a general hazy way. I feel used up those who aren't supposed to use me like a bitch. Only one I don't want to blast off the earth is Q...but Q is at work so I can't rant. I can't explode to her. I hate stress.

Funny thing happened to me on the way to the coffee machine... "Kay general location is hazy. The other day...(remember I am stressed--so I didn't blog)...I was toasting my english muffin down in the cafeteria at work. It was a bit crowded and someone was trying to get in to toast her bagel. I back up to let her in (since no one else is) and back into the coffee machine's spout. Is is possible to spill coffee down yer back? It is. I know. Next thing I feel is extreme heat...then wetness. Kiss my favourite white shirt good bye. If the spray n' wash doesn't work I am going to brew a strong pot of coffee and dye the whole shirt tan.

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