I think I'd be good for you...

I think I'd be good for you...

I'm having a crappy day. Went shopping for sauce (brown and red- I am pro-choice on that one), and came back £40 down and no sauce. Still (he licks the double-cream from his lips - oh bollocks you'll all think that's cum now!) I did buy loads of cakes. Could I be coming down from an all mighty sugar rush?
Bizarrely, I was looking at some Beechams tablets and I thought I should get some of those for future cases of illness. Ten minutes after leaving the store, my sinus (is that how you spell it? My phone wouldnt recognise the word before. I have the Sony Walkman W800i. Spend all my texting time teaching it swear words). Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, so my sinus' are now blocked. This is far worse than a mere blocked nose. Every movement of your head hurts. Balls.
As if that wasnt enough...
I went for an assessment centre in work yesterday. I have spent the past two months on 'garden leave' getting paid for doing sweet fa. Anyway, that resulted in yesterday's little shenigans. It was for a job I didnt particurlary (that is spelt wrong, but the spell checker on here is a pain to use) want, but I'm in Catch 22 so what can you do.
Anyway, I got a call before confirming that I was unsuccessful and will not be invited to the next stage. MUTHAFUNK!
It's amazing - I dont want the job, yet I am annoyed when I don't get it. And with every disrespect to my 'colleagues' I am far better than this. It's old news to my colleagues in the Vertex days.
I need a career change. Who knows, fate may smile on me yet. I shall buy a lottery ticket tomorrow. Win it. And never have to open a door again in my life.
Anyway, the point of all of that is I was fed up and half-heartedly scouring through some blogs when I came upon this one. Only read a bit but I think she's in Uni or something over in the states. And it relaxed me. A cyber-My-So-Called-Life if you will.
Check it out guys.