I hate Mondays...

Grumpy Smurf says its all.

I wish my boss would fire me so that I wouldn't have to do the nasty to him instead. I hate being the bad guy. But I really hate doing my job...

I only like lunch-times, coffee breaks, drinkies with my lovely colleagues and anytime after 6.30pm.

Never felt this way about work til recently. It's not you, it's me... I just want something more, something you can't or perhaps won't give me. The point is, either way, it doesn't matter anymore. Cos I've already found a path, I just need courage to turn the key.

Location: 14th floor of misery
Current Condition: miserable
Music: my own lamenting and wailing