The Worst Week Ever

I don't know if this has been the worst week of my life but it rates right up there. It started off this weekend with my friend whose boyfriend got a little violent with her because she kicked his lame, drug dealing, lying, cheating, ass out of the apartment. Oh, and we (myself and a couple of other friends) were trying to find him to find out what the fuck was going on. So that was Saturday. Sunday was great! That's because I got drunk which means Monday at work was awful. Actually, this whole week at work has been awful. Everyone here has been getting on my nerves. Crying about every little fucking thing. Oh, on top of that I'm sick as a dog. I have allergies and a cold. So I'm drugged up on Benedryl and I-don't-know-what-the-fuck. I'm just popping pills to take away the pain of work. Agh! I'm a druggy!!!!!!!

I'm also sick of being on the Condo board. We just got a new furnace for the building and I JUST changed bank accounts which means I don't have checks yet to pay the installers. So I had to go to the bank yesterday to get a cashier's check. Do you know what a pain in the ass it is to get a cashiers check for $8600 when you don't have an account number or checks? I know, dumb question. I finally got the check after spending my entire lunch hour at the bank. One good thing, I was able to leave work early yesterday to pay the furnace installers. If this sounds like a marathon of bitching then you are right! I'm in a foul, foul mood and need a break. I just got the OK from my boss that I could take time off next week. Yippie!!! If he were here I would hug him. Now I have bigger problems. If I get next week off what the hell am I going to do?! OK, OK, I will say it, "Stop your bitching already!"