hypocrisy and depression

Well...

the work rant of the day: the order-takers have GOT to get neater handwriting. Dammit! I can't tell the differences between their sixes and fours, their sevens and twos...it's costing me overrings, I tell you!

Never mind that it's totally hypocritical for me to be saying that, as my hadnwriting rivals doctor's handwriting...*sigh* But I am not an order-taker (yet), so there.

I saw Sideways tonight. How fun! I loved it to bits. It was hysterical. I also hung out with MBF and her little brother at the mall today. It was a lot of fun; MBF's little brother's pretty cool.

Ummm...I had some other stuff to say but it's late, I'm tired and I've forgotten it. So good night.

And I'm feeling depressed right now. I could add a lot to Dark Roses or Bleeding Heart but I'm too tired and my aunt would kill me. Good night.

quote of the post: "but let them sleepe, Lord, and me mourne a space" --John Donne's Holy Sonnet VII.

nebulia out.