The bloody internet has been down the whole day!
I cannot even begin to explain to you how excruciating it was to spend an entire day at work without the ability to chat, surf, facebook. Excruciating.
I still don’t have my car loan.
My as if-ish boyfriend hasn’t called and it’s driving me insane – I can’t take this. If he calls I’m going to dump him once and for all!
Carrie the Malaya is depressed; I don’t think she’s bathing. Martin the Virus doesn’t seem to notice that she smells like she showered in garbage juice.
Janice the Parasite has taken copying Carrie to a whole new level. Not only did she buy the same brand of lipstick, she bought the same colour. So she’s walking around looking like she’s been eating chalk.
Someone wake me up. Is this really my life?
A message to the Seacom Internet cable people: If this disruption renders me internet-less in my cubicle for another day I cannot guarantee the safety of my colleagues. I just might have to slap someone and the way things are going Janice is a likely candidate.