Feel like shit today; I think between sitting next to somebody who was sick at the movies and having an intern help me who was sick, I am trying to fight off some bullshit. I will win, however, so we'll leave it at that.

Rewatched Napoleon Dynamite to get the visual fabric down for my current project. I never found that movie funny the first time and then I rewatched it and it's still not funny. And figured out that creepy uncle Rico in that movie played Ronnie in my favorite movie, Get Shorty. That was kinda cool.

So this morning I go to Urth Caffe to get a red eye and a muffin. I order my shit, the slanty midget at the register takes my order and I wait on the side for my red eye. Dump one shot of espresso in coffee. Not that hard.

I wait. And wait. And the guy keeps calling out a drink for some girl named Audrey. Wellllll....yeah. Somehow my name got butchered into Audrey. Do I look like I have tits? No, I have manly defined chest that doesnt jiggle. And my name and Audrey sound as similar as Peter and Podiatrist. So besides having slits for eyes, cashier dude, you are also deaf and possibly retarded.

Boss man was curt with me about handling something that I figured would end badly. Guess what? It did. I got yelled at by somebody who I don't allow to yell at me. I put him on hold. I dont yell back because I'll destroy people. I don't know how to bicker; I generally refuse to because if it escalates, I will have to ruin them. Alas, it got handled, stupidly, and I crave the opportunity to sit on my ass in my own office instead of working for someone else.

I'm achy and tired and I don't like you. That's all