Sometimes I can't stand people.

I'm not exactly happy all the time, but i'm not sad or anything. It takes a lot to move me. It's not that I'm bland or insensitive. I just don't see the point. Complaining, whining, carrying on in general. What's the point?

And when people call me, at work, and act all needy, but they're not willing to help at all...

Well, that makes me cross.


Anyway, I really hope it snows tonight. Or tomorrow night, so long as there's snow for thanksgiving day.

And we better be damn slow on thanksgiving, here at work.