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in other news, i start my financial accounting class next tuesday...
i'm kind of scared, but, at the same time, really excited. i have little to no clue what the course entails, since course descriptions usually lie.
anyway.
i think i've finally caught up on most of the sleep i lost last week.
it helped that i spent most of sunday catnapping, and then promptly passed out at approximately 9:30pm. yikes.
i'm also all caught up in the laundry department [this is a shocker to me, too], and i've started sorting through my clothing and getting rid of stuff.
for some strange reason, i'm in uberbitch mode this week. i'm nowhere near PMSing, and no one has pissed me off all that much. maybe it's the weather...? perhaps the lack of stress? i don't know.
i think it's my office-mate. she's very fickle when it comes to moods and complains about...well...everything. if it's not her asshat boyfriend [who also works with us and i wonder how i haven't thrown him a severe beating], it's her paycheck. if it's not her paycheck, she complains about the boss, yadda yadda right on down the line to bitching constantly about how she's the best warranty administrator ever and gets paid too little so she can't make her rent [why doesn't asshat boyfriend pitch in for household expenses?!] and other warranty admins make commissions yadda yadda yadda. newsflash: if you had graduated high school and didn't drop out, you'd probably be making more money.
what a concept!! some people just don't understand that [for the most part] more education = better paycheck, hence why i'm going back to school. this is proof positive that i'm meant to live alone unless i'm married. barely six months with susan and she's already driving me up a freakin' wall.
*ahem* rant over. who wants to get dinner this week?


in other news, i start my financial accounting class next tuesday...


i think i've finally caught up on most of the sleep i lost last week.


for some strange reason, i'm in uberbitch mode this week. i'm nowhere near PMSing, and no one has pissed me off all that much. maybe it's the weather...? perhaps the lack of stress? i don't know.
i think it's my office-mate. she's very fickle when it comes to moods and complains about...well...everything. if it's not her asshat boyfriend [who also works with us and i wonder how i haven't thrown him a severe beating], it's her paycheck. if it's not her paycheck, she complains about the boss, yadda yadda right on down the line to bitching constantly about how she's the best warranty administrator ever and gets paid too little so she can't make her rent [why doesn't asshat boyfriend pitch in for household expenses?!] and other warranty admins make commissions yadda yadda yadda. newsflash: if you had graduated high school and didn't drop out, you'd probably be making more money.

*ahem* rant over. who wants to get dinner this week?
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i want to get dinner! too bad you are far away...
i took financial accounting. it was just ok. i liked managerial accounting better, more my style.
anyways lady... just wanted to drop you a line!
sniff.......