Lightning in a Bottle

Okay, so I’m fucked! Actually, fucked isn’t near a strong enough word for what I am right now, maybe something like überfucked… yeah that sounds about right. I got my pants back from the tailors today and they completely fucked them up- like no way in hell is there any way to fix these and considering the wedding is on Saturday I don’t even have time to find anything else to wear. Back to that part where I’m fucked. I mean seriously, would it kill them to hire someone who knew how to speak English? How the fuck do you work with people when you can’t even speak the same fucking language? I really don’t understand. So now all I have are pants that are way to short (so much for measuring and everything) and shoes that look absolutely stupid with the pants and my head is killing me (just like the bride is going to kill me for not being able to make her wedding- won’t that be nice) and I can’t seem to stop crying. This fucking week sucked from the get go and today is like the icing on the damn cake. Perfect!

On the other hand I finally got sick of looking at me in the mirror and decided that it was time to do something about my weight. I went out and joined Weight Watchers today so I feel abso-fucking-lutely fabulous about me right now (*note the sarcasm*) and I think the best thing for me to do is to curl up in a ball and die because right now that sounds like the best plan I’ve heard in a while.

Well now that I’ve officially depressed everyone I’m going to go and probably cry myself to sleep since I can’t seem to stop crying and I have work in the morning (something else to look forwards to- lucky me). Whatever, it’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to… and no one is going to stop me!

On a side note for anyone who cares- CSI: NY season 1 and 2 have been rolled back from $50/51.00 to about $33.00 at Wal-Mart, at least the one where I live has (I'm in Canada so it may be different in the US or even in other Provinces). Anyway if you're a fan go out and get the seasons now!