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Well, that's mainly because this is the time of year where absolutely nothing will go right for me whatsoever.
Today, I was supposed to get together with milady to spend some quality time with her. To get out to see her is on average a 45-minute trip.
3:30 Left work.
3:40 Nailed rush hour traffic.
6:00 Arrived at our meeting place an hour and a half late. Feared an enraged girlfriend, got on phone nonetheless.
6:05 Got off the phone with her...thankfully she wasn't mad.
6:10 Started back home.
7:30 Wondered why I'd only gotten 20 miles when I should've been home and back by then. Completely lost my marbles and went off the handle in what has to be as close to road rage as one can come without involving anyone else.
8:30 Ran out of energy in every sense of the word. Emotionally spent, spiritually spent, physically spent, vocally spent (I think I managed to partially lose my voice...I know my throat's still raw as hell..)...At that point I just gave up and broke down. Thank the gods my car didn't follow suit.
9:10 FINALLY got home.
9:35 Wrote this.
Well, anyway...I feel strangely better now that Ive got that off my chest, but in any case, I think it's safe to say that the holidays have been added to the list of things I would like to give a big ol' "Fuck you!" to.
Today, I was supposed to get together with milady to spend some quality time with her. To get out to see her is on average a 45-minute trip.
3:30 Left work.
3:40 Nailed rush hour traffic.
6:00 Arrived at our meeting place an hour and a half late. Feared an enraged girlfriend, got on phone nonetheless.
6:05 Got off the phone with her...thankfully she wasn't mad.
6:10 Started back home.
7:30 Wondered why I'd only gotten 20 miles when I should've been home and back by then. Completely lost my marbles and went off the handle in what has to be as close to road rage as one can come without involving anyone else.
8:30 Ran out of energy in every sense of the word. Emotionally spent, spiritually spent, physically spent, vocally spent (I think I managed to partially lose my voice...I know my throat's still raw as hell..)...At that point I just gave up and broke down. Thank the gods my car didn't follow suit.
9:10 FINALLY got home.
9:35 Wrote this.
Well, anyway...I feel strangely better now that Ive got that off my chest, but in any case, I think it's safe to say that the holidays have been added to the list of things I would like to give a big ol' "Fuck you!" to.