Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Kiss my ass, 2012

It’s March 14th and I’m already finished with 2012.

I can’t fucking catch a break anywhere.

Now that the accounting department has been vastly restructured at work, a lot of my happy came back. (Not that the bipolar is helping matters.)

Of course, the day after my happy started moving home, we found out one of our coworkers has cancer.

All I can say is that little bossman’s decision to get disability insurance for our employees was the best thing he’s ever done for the company since he took over.

I’m tired of dealing with all this grown up crap.

Seriously, what’s it going to take for 2012 to stop being such a major shitshow?!?!