Irritation

Yes, I am irritated today. Do you know why? Of course not, so I am going to rant my little head off telling you about it.

Yesterday, my mothers boyfriend decided to ride me, again, about cleaning up my room. Yeah, like there is alot I can do with the two metre square room I've got, chuck in two dressers, a book case, a bed and a washbasket, a box that holds a complete kitchen kit (apart from the kitchen sink and plates...literally) that is about oh...a metre cubed, and I'm lucky to get a walkway of floor! See, he was taking in some washing, I went out and offered to help, he said 'why don't you do something productive, and clean your room.' that went down well, not.

But! be proud of me. All I did was growl.

And then, I went to work, still a bit riled, only to get snarled at by the manager (I'm kinda sick of having to clock in early y'know) because I wasn't immediately out the front, and when I was on the WAY OUT THERE, he kept on saying that I was going out there to replace another worker. I'm like, yep, I know. Yeah, okay. Grar! Serve the customers, clear the line and, lo and behold, I'm off lobby to pack for drive thru. Yay. -_-

Not one of my happier days, let me assure you.

And, to top it all off, this entire wonderful situation of working 8 days straight, I didn't sleep last night. Hip hip hurrah, lets hear it for insomnia!

Flying over to Melbourne tomorrow to spend two weeks with my boyfriend, yay, should be good. Note to self; don't go 8 days only eating once every three while working your arse off, you tend to feel a bit light headed.

Hummmmmm......I think that's about all of it, I can't think of anything else to write and isn't this just a pleasant little update for you lot? Oh, and I'm not getting any closer to having a new laptop, alas, funds are a bit short and I'm around $500 in debt to daddy dearest to pay for airfares. Joy of joys. Maybe...maybe when I get my tax return, I'll get myself a laptop, a belated birthday present to me from me. Yay. -_-