tomorrow is my last day of work in my 14 day marathon of hate. it has been so aggravating. one day off won't be enough...

h&m has been pissing me off lately. why do i need to work 32 hours a week. I DON'T. i have another job, thanks, guys. it keeps me in booze, though. the other day i had to stay late because the killers were supposed to come in. they didn't. i just wanted to see them in their oversized track suits and floppy j.lo hats. because that is how i want every famous person to dress when they are trying to be discreet. that, and to ask them if they're human or if they're dancers. because that song is terrible. i also hate the way brandon flowers dangles himself in front of the gay community like anyone cares.