Tuesdays in Comparison to Shit

I hate Tuesdays, I really fuckin' hate Tuesdays. The only good thing about Tuesdays is new music and movies to buy, but most of the time I don't have the damn money which is my fault, heh. Anyways, everytime, and I mean every damn time I make plans with "George" for Tuesday night, they get flippin' cancelled. Now if I was smart, I would stop planning something with her for Tuesday nights, but I'm not and I could always hope it will work out.

Today was a particularly crappy Tuesday. I had to work for flippin' ever without help. Now sometimes that's okay with me, but not when I'm the only fuckin' cart bitch. The Wal-Mart I work at is always busy, and when the little wankers whoa re supposed to work with me, go do fuckin' other things and leave me alone, I get pissed. My stomach also had to be an asshole rtight before I went to lunch with "George" and "Frank", that pissed me off too. We went to a damn buffet and all I had was a salad and one slice of pizza....A FUCKIN' SALAD...do I look like a fuckin' rabbit? That's a rhetorical question for your fuckin' information. Can you tell I'm not a happy little fuckin' camper tonight? If not you're fuckin' stupid, leave your computer, go into the kitchen, take a straw in stick it straight in your fuckin' eye.......I should just go to bed......Back to my bitching now.

So after lunch I couldn't stop thinking about "George", the only bad thing about this is how it makes time drag it's sweet little ass. Time taking it's sweet time pisses me the fuck off, I don't care what the circumstances are. So after work I had a soccer game, that should be a YAY! And it was for awhile. Then all went to hell from the other teams dirty playing and getting kicked in the head by the goalie feels quite swell. So I was extremely light-headed and dizzy afterwards. So much infact that I had to stop my car a block from the fields, which luckily "George and Frank's" family store things are right there, so I went in, sat down for awhile until "Frank" could follow me home. Which that was an actually good thing in my day! Yay! Everyone <3>

Now "George" had been feeling a little under the weather today so earlier she went home and slept in an attempt to avoid actually getting sick. When I got in my car, my cell notified me of a missed call, that being "George". In my head I knew that this was the "cancellation notice" but I didn't think about it after the conversation did start off like that, which it normally does in those circumstances. Then about 100 ft away from her house, I mention the redundancy of being on the phone with her and she notifies me that her dad doesn't want anyone over. Not that big of a deal, so I inquire if she would like to come over to my house, in a nutshell, no, she didn't want to go anywhere, she didn't feel good. That last sentence is not meant to be sarcastic, demeaning, or bad in anyway.

I wasn't really nice on the phone, so much in fact that I felt like shit for it and tried calling her again TWICE with no success, so I texted her, still no answer. So finally I feel so shitty and about to cry, though I'm not sure why (ore then likely the stress of thinking she's really mad at me, the massive migraine from the blow to the head, and the shitty day) I called her home phone and apologized. I still feel like shit though. I can't wait until I see her on Thursday....... well I think I'm done ranting, sorry if you actually read all of this, and don't take it personally, I'm just an ass......