I'm having an apathetic day fueled by supreme irritation with my supervisor.
I sent in a resume/cover letter chock full of witty chutzpah to Pink magazine today. It was fun even just thinking about it.
I've stopped all work because I'm pissed off and don't give a hoot if I'm being irresponsible or a slacker at this job right now.
Cats with guns is making me feel happy. Pinky is talking about the AK-47 as representative of freedom and revolution for millions of people, as well as oppression and violence for others.
Nothing more thoughtful right now. Mostly, I wanted to kvetch.
Thanks for listening.
hearts & stars,