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I have a more substantial post in the works, but can I just whine for a second?

I'm exhausted, coming down with something, and cranky. This past trip to see family was awesome and infuriating and exhilarating and sad all at once, and I spent the entire time fueled by adrenaline and too much coffee. I'm freezing because this office is too damn cold (I shouldn't need a sweater in the middle of August, and I certainly shouldn't feel the need to bring in fingerless mitts). I woke up feeling feverish and clammy, but dragged my sorry ass into work because I can't afford more days off - and now I'm sitting at my computer, watching Breaking Bad (for a work assignment). I've never watched Breaking Bad before, so I have no idea what's going on and I hate watching things out of order, so I'm annoyed (because Spoilers! for something I already should have been watching, I know I know).


THEN, I decided I wanted a snack from the vending machine. The stupid machine stole 10 cents, whatever. Then it spit out MOTHERFUCKING PRETZELS when I asked it for DORITOS. I'm resentfully eating these fat-free Snyders of Hanover pretzels when I wanted corn chips coated in chemical "nacho cheese" god damn it.

I am dreaming of getting home, steaming the gua bao I brought from my hometown, making a stronger-than-Hercules hot toddy and lying in bed watching Doctor Who for the rest of the evening. I won't do laundry. I won't clean up my disaster-area of a room. I won't think about my roommate's impending move or my impending month of unemployment. I won't worry about my best friend wanting to "fix" her stupid non-boyfriend and the disaster I can see it becoming. Nope.

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