Damn you all to hell

It was that type of night. Of course that wasn't my intention. Ya know how the clock keeps ticking closer and closer to 5pm, happy time, and you think of all the things you can accomplish when you get home. Even though there are only a few short hours till your body shuts down, you still have hope that the clock will have sympathy for all that you need to do and would slow down his little tick tock. I had high hopes for last night, I felt good driving home making my mental to do list. I felt so optimistic that I even made a lil note on my mental checklist, that I could even ..... ready for it...... start online Christmas shopping. Apparently I am more of a crazy bitch than I thought.

Reality soon set in. The damn clock seemed to tick even faster as if mocking me. Maybe I should take the damn things batteries out just to show him who really is boss. I get home and immediately start trying to clean up the laundry, which leads to cleaning out the closet, which then turns out to reorganizing the whole damn bedroom. At this point the damn clock is full out laughing at me. Bastard. I do what I can in the bedroom then I resort to making piles. I hate piles, at this point just as much as the damn clock.

I leave the bedroom feeling defeated and headed straight to the computer knowing I need to complete a photo project before I sit my ass down to soak in every min of The Office. I am a picture freak, I order them quite frequently, which means that the companies I purchase them from send s me emails up the wazoo of promos. One of the promos ended yesterday, which meant I had some work to do. The promotion was giving away a $30 photo book. Hub Hub and I had been meaning to put one together from all the Honeymoon pictures anyways, and now I get it for free, high five!! You would think this would take maybe 20 minutes, well in that case you're a frickin idiot. I was up til about 12am doing this damn thing. Shutterfly was having one too many issues with their evil website. It took 20 minutes to load a page, as if they were just creating their site the very moment I tried to complete my project. Again I felt I was being mocked.. first the clock, and now the damn Internet.. are they in cahoots? The real kicker is when I was about to order the album, it was around 10pm, and then it decided to ERASE THE WHOLE FRICKIN THING!!

Ok, who turned the damn Internet against me? Where is it written that everything must destroy any hope I have to get through a day without things trying to make me jump off a cliff? Breath... in and out... I know the computer can see the steam coming out of my ears, and that scary little vein in my forehead that is pulsating looking like it will explode lava. I sat for a second, and held my extremely heated head in my shaky hands and said a little prayer to the computer. "Please computer, for your sake, please let me finish this so I won't have to rip out all your chips and cords and hang yourself with it. Amen" Well it took another 2 frigin hours, but I ordered my free damn photo book. Let me inform you, this damn book better be dipped in 14k gold or I'm gonna be pissed.