Irritating day

On a diet...Again.
Why couldn’t I be born with skinny genes?
So until I am able to fit into my new favorite pair of jeans I am stuck eating the dreaded “healthy” foods. And with my picky habits that doesn’t leave me with much to offer.
Anyway, point of the matter is that I go to buy some peaches from the peach truck and right as I enter the parking lot the peach truck starts driving off...No, peachman no!!! So now I have to go to Dillons and buy the inferior peaches you know, the ones covered in pesticides and have been peed on by illegal workers. And oh how you better inspect them carefully. You never know when a welfare mom is going to take her illegitimate children to the store and one is going to take a bite out of it then put it back with the rest of the bunch... Oh how I wish there was a Whole Foods nearby...

So I get to work and the day doesn’t improve from there. My boss is out so I’m left in charge of tomorrow’s training sessions. The very bad thing is that I don’t even know where to begin... I don’t even know if we’ll have a space available for the training. So tomorrow I get to pull my sleepy ass outta bed to come to work 4 hours early and pull off some last minute magic like I always do. The good news is that I have this weekend off. The bad news is that I won’t be able to do anything fun.
...Dieting sucks

Typically today I’d be all excited about going home to watch Ghost Hunters but my soulmate Steve has decided to go and get all thin, now it looks like he’s the ghost... not the ghost hunter.
Go eat a cheeseburger, Steve!

Stressing...
Stressing...
Stressing...
Guess I’ll destress when I’m dead, right?

-Martini