So my boss pissed me off yesterday. I could feel the blood pressure ready to explode my head. It’s taken care of, I win. End of story. Hah! Amendment to New Years Resolution: Buy pants! I know I’ve been saying that for forever, but it’s such a fucking hassle: (A)I don’t feel like going to the store. (B)I don’t feel like trying on different pants. (C)I don’t feel like looking through different styles. (D)I don’t like looking at price tags. I guess this weekend or next weekend, I’ll just to give up and give in. *sighs* On a related note, my right buttcheek hurts. It feels like someone is stabbing it. Stupid buttcheek. Anyone wanna trade? It’s a cute buttcheek though!