7/26/06

• Demon spawn of a kitten Squee woke me up 5 am when he somehow got into my trash can and threw my ashtray off the nightstand. The trash can is strategically placed under the nightstand so that it fits so snuggly even I have a hard time pulling it out to use.
• Go to the gym at 6 am. I start driving there and realize I have to take a shit. I have to turnaround, take a shit then head off again to the gym. I’m running late now. Thank heavens I’m salaried.
• I get home from the gym and Roomie is in the kitchen. She just discovers maggots in our trash can. No comment.
• I get the stupidest calls from vendors. I actually put the receiver by my ass and fart on a vendor.
• Lunchtime. I had made some cold spicy buckwheat noodles, but the noodles have clumped into a gelatinous mess.
• I have to go to Subway for lunch. The guy in front of me orders four sandwiches and insists on paying for them separately. I roll my eyes, and he turns around and asks me with full-on attitude, “Is that a problem?” Since I’ve been having a bad day, I respond, “Yes,” with all the attitude I can muster. “Oh well,” he responds, “I guess you’ll just have to live with it.” It took all the will power I had not to smack him upside his head.

The rest of the day went by swimmingly, but it’s just the morning that was a killer. I guess that’s what Newtwon envisioned in his 2nd law of thermodynamics.