Oct. 31st, 2005

adiva: (Default)
i'm talking about me.

i am irritated in so many ways, it hurts.

- apparently, having things shipped to work, while avoiding the unnecessary accumulation of notices informing you that you weren't home between the hours of 9 and 5 (maybe because you have a JOB!), can still lead to frustration. especially if every form of online tracking tells you that it has been delivered when, in fact, your mail department assures you that it has not.

- another source of irritation can be found in the ex who say that they're coming back to your state of residence to show up in the court building (not to be confused with the COURTROOM), just in case said ex "is needed." and when reminded that there is no need for this, the ex replies that you never can tell "what's going on in [j-isms'] head." i think the answer to that is, "i want a divorce, you moron."

- whiny, needy boys are annoying.

- and finally, transcript people. they suck. i always thought if you worked for an educational institution, the ability to read instructions and follow them would be good skills to have. i was wrong. so wrong. speaking english is also optional from what i can tell. i hate them. i'm never going to be able to take the patent bar because i can't get what i want from my undergrad transcript office. awesome.
adiva: (Default)
ok, i yelled at the boy who was annoying me. he took it well. promised to tone it down. we'll see. at least he's back on my good side. for now.

the rest of my life still sucks and irritates me.

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