I am damn fucking irritated.
irritated at the phlegm that is choking my throat now.
irritated at him for giving mixed signals.
irritated at the rubik's cube for not being able to unscramble itself.
this is so fucked.
there was i grieving and moody over my screwed interview and there you were singing animaniacs in the background.
OH YAY. i unscrambled the freaking cube! tsk. chicken feet!.
so. you make me feel unimportant.
i'm still waiting for the day when i can walk away from you and remove you entirely from my life like you did me.