Well...shit.

Today started off well. I called in sick from work because they OWE me a day and realistically, ASKING them for it before Thursday wouldn't have worked. So I spent my morning messing with the blog, playing with widgets, fooling around with twitter (That all comes across sounding really....odd). I played some sims 3....and then made the mistake of letting my mother play the sims 3 and she hasn't reappeared from her room all day (Note: I'm still staying with Mum. I was meant to be going home this evening, not sure if that'll happen or not, generally feeling quite shitty).

After that...well, I slept. For most of the day. I just got really, really tired all of a sudden and sleeping seemed like the OBVIOUS thing to do. I was exhausted, which, considering I haven't done that much, was suprising. My phone hadn't been charged so when I eventually woke up I had to haul ass down to the car and whack it on the charger there....nothing. No news is good news right? Wrong.

Checked the email.....REJECTION LETTER. -sigh- I can't say I haven't been expecting them. Not that I don't think I have a chance at any of the jobs I've been applying to, but, it's not my decision. I can feel brilliant about everything I apply for...it doesn't mean I'll get it. But being positive does help. I've been trying very hard to maintain that optimism. I've never been very good at playing the optimist. Now is no exception. I'm fighting to keep a smile on my face, but all I come off looking like is homicidal. That said, the expression may come in handy over the last 3 days at work....should keep the customers at bay and hopefully management. I'm fighting to maintain respect for the people I worked with. Management in particular. It's so sad. I used to think the world of these people, for whatever reason and now I can't even rustle up the slightest amount of respect for them. For someone like me, for all the time I claim to hate people and society and all that...well, I don't. Not always. Stupid people. Yeah. Definately. No exceptions there (unless they're friends and we're drunk), but people in general...only sometimes.

I've started to realise that all this probably makes next to no sense.

Ugh, how depressing.

So, where to from here? Food. Yes. Predictable female response. As I've mentioned before, I'm not afraid to play to the cliches of my sex. And right now, despite the fact that it is FREEZING in canberra right now, the coffee ice cream looks fucking glorious.