Don't steal, and don't be disturbed.

You'd think a multi-million dollar budget gay organization would have a website that printed pages correctly, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong. I've tried on all three latest-version browsers but apparantly they aren't paying anyone to properly use tables and formatting. The only way all the text appears on the page is if I print it horizonatally. Another reason why I hate them, albeit a wicked petty one.

Tonight I leave the house at 11 pm to attend a house party where I'm DJing. I'm rather indifferent about the whole deal, partly because I feel I have no concept of the crowd at all. This morning I suddenly remembered that I don't have a record bag -- it was stolen by the burglars. I'd been waiting to replace it after I got the insurance check, because I wanted to upgrade to a larger record carrying case, but the money hasn't appeared yet. I guess after work I'll go buy a cheap bag. This doesn't excite me.

I ate lunch at noon, and I usually eat at 1 pm or later. Consequently, I'm ready to go home and I feel like it's 4:30, when it's only 2:30. Is this ink pen sharp enough to stab through my rib cage?

Needless to say, I'm a little irritable. Though to my credit, I did confront my co-worker in a constructive manner about how she was acting towards me. But I'm still cranky.

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Two legal mistakes at work (one of them pointed out by your boss on the phone) and a boring, informationless, unemotional e-mail from your mother after a long period of silence can really fuck up your friday afternoon.