||[Mar. 13th, 2006|12:48 am]
|||||Nine Inch Nails - Wish (live version)||]|
How exactly do you get rid of a psychopath? I know from experience that telling a crazy person "go away, I don't like you," even when they ask if you like them, doesn't actually work. Hinting you wouldn't mind seeing them thrown off a 4-storey balcony doesn't work. I've never met a crazy person who gets subtlety. More importantly, psychogirl doesn't get it. Saturday was interesting. Unfortunately, the interesting part was not entirely attributed to being KEDed twice, having various limbs put into traction splints, and generally being poked and prodded while being assigned the roles of 16 year old car accident victim and 60 year old with breathing problems. Too much sitting around and waiting, and too much time spent avoiding psychogirl. Getting up at 6:30am to do that stuff and then working til 3am with an excursion into town between (and an adventure in avoiding the masses who decided the weather was too nice to stay home), not totally enjoyable either.
Today was comparatively less sucky, I guess. Finally deposited several paychecks (I definitely needed the money to be in the bank), did laundry, ate real food, got hit with a baseball. Last time I was home, I made a deal I'd play that stupid movie triva game with him if he washed all the dishes. He claimed I owed him two games, but I managed to get one of those changed to a game of catch. That's when he beaned me with the ball. Jackass. After home, I came back here and went to work. I called some kid an asshole. It happened pretty early in the night, people pissed me off. Maybe I made it three minutes into shift before this douchebag came in. The deathglare was in full effect by 11:42 when this delivery guy came in, laughed, and told me I always look like I'm up to no good. I told him I was plotting to take over the world. World domination, reading about the French Revolution - same thing, right?
"You know me, I hate everyone." I love this song.