This was my cunty day yesterday;
Technically the day started the day before (?) because I hardly slept a wink. I had an exam yesterday and, although not at all anxious, I was hit by the inconvenience of insomnia. So I lay there in bed all night going "doo dee doo dee doo" until 5am, then I got up, drove the wife to work around 6 and headed for uni. "Ahh, just a quick nip to the campus on a Saturday morning, not a problem. I'll even get some study done when I get there early" I thought. "Like fuck you will" replied the gods. In my city there is only one way to get from the north side to the south, and that is through the actual city freeway. Well, some cunt decided to close the main bridge on said freeway and I had to go another way. THERE IS NO OTHER FUCKING WAY! I followed the detour signs and they led me right back to where I started about three times. On the third time I called a roadworker a fucking cunt, then decided to follow the traffic. Eventually this took me in the right general direction and I made it there with about ten minutes to spare.
You would think this was the end. The way back was worse. I followed their shitty detour signs and ended up in Seven Hills. Where the fuck is Seven Hills you ask? Fucks me, but I ended up there. To cut a long story short it took an otherwise 20 minute drive an hour and a half. I dropped the car off at my wife's work and got a train home. Once home I had about an hour to rest, then it was my turn to go to work. So I got to work and drank about 4 Red Bulls and was hyper for a few hours. But come 8pm my body went "fuck you" and wouldn't cooperate. So the last two hours were an absolute drag. I finally got home at 10:30pm and sat in front of the tv for a few hours before bed.
As for today, I spent this morning down at the park at my neighbours' kid's 1st birthday party. Woohoo! But I did get a lolly bag to take home.
Now I'm going to go remove the ossified rat carcass from my laundry.
