I hate work (and ignorant people). Today has been the worst so far — even though I got my badge, I still can’t get into the Dup Center (and won’t be able to until Rodney sends the security people an email which, knowing him, probably won’t get sent at all). Then, right before I was gonna take lunch, Rodney handed me a 174 x 20 rush job that needed to be done in less than two hours. So not only did I not get lunch, the job was still late ’cause I couldn’t think straight on low blood sugar and thus kept confusing the evil printer and becoming more stressed. I think I’ll take it upon myself to chill for half an hour and let my pseudo-lunch (iced tea and Cheez-Its) from 5:30 digest. Nothing’s due tomorrow until noon, and though I could be making copies of 30-some hard copies, I don’t feel like it.

Why is it fucking thunderstorming outside when the weather report this morning said nothing about rain? Hell, I was outside 20 minutes ago and it was sunny and hot — plus my car windows are open so now I’ll be driving home wet (stupid covered parking levels being full by 10). Can this day suck any more?