let me run through the shitshow that has been March 27th, 2012
- woke up in a huff
- all the client emails
- huge huge huge event tonight
- printing all the trip info
- charging all the cameras
- not eating a one damn thing
- eyes apparently swollen for no reason
- packing packing packing
- OH WAIT IT’S GONNA RAIN THE ENTIRE TIME
- email from Iberia
- MADRID IS ON STRIKE
- FLIGHTS ARE CHANGED
- sure, I’ll hit confirm bc I’m too stressed to read the entire fucking email
- TRIP CUT A WHOLE DAY SHORT
- customer service call
- sorry bro go fly through London instead
- MELTDOWN
- boyfriend says no biggie, let’s do London
- OH OK LET ME CALL BACK
- ON HOLD FOREVER
- hey, where’s my passport?
- CAN’T FIND MY PASSPORT
- interns are applying … now?!
- you want to offer me a job … now?!
- SUITCASE IS OVERPACKED
- I’m fucking starving
- no time to slow down
- this is going to end horrendously
cannot believe I just had to send those emails tonight. I hate being an adult. what is this bullshit you have to deal with?!
one of the saddest moments of my day, and life in general
is that once a day I go “OH MAN I COULD TOTALLY GO FOR A BURGER AND A BEER RIGHT NOW, WHO CAN COME WITH ME?!” and I look over to my buddy list on AIM, Gchat, and Facebook and scan for friends to invite out and the only people I know who’d say “yes” are a million miles away.
I hate you all.
my Brooklyn story this week
I’ve taken just about every train and been to every Brooklyn neighborhood I thought I’d never see.
I’ve also spent entirely WAY too long riding said trains to see said neighborhoods.
and not by choice.
and for those of you who are thinking of moving here and are like “AWESOME I GET TO RIDE SUBWAYS?! AND DON’T NEED A CAR?!” - shut up. because it’s not awesome. it’s stupid to go to a neighborhood that would be a 13min car ride but instead is a 2hr RT by subway, and when you look on the map it’s a basic zigzag.
but hey, at least I got to learn a new subway line, right!
bahaha I love this. I may just print these out for my Aunts on Christmas :P
HOLY PERFECTION.
working nonstop for 48hrs staring at my screen and trying to launch 3 new business projects off the ground and I get stuck with THIS typo.
shoot me.
hear me out
I know I’m going around advocating this whole HEY BE A FREELANCER AND START YOUR OWN COMPANY thing but when you sign into your bank account and there $0 in your checking, a credit card bill over $1000 and $85 in your savings, MAYBE its time to rethink priorities here, and kick your clients in the balls.
so ya know, I think it’s time I settle for a part-time job and sacrifice sleeping in for a bit so I can actually afford to live a little.
Big Apple Heartbreak.
anyone in Prospect Heights wanna lend me their Mac charger?
it’s cool I just forgot mine in the office for the billionth time. and ya know, need to get work done NOW.
the fuckery that was today.
is too insane to even recap now at 12:15am.
bottom line: I lose.
is there anything more FAIL than burnt popcorn?