Sweatin' Slavin' Wannabe Sleepin'

I have been sweatin' (and not to the oldies), slavin' and I really want to be sleeping. Fuuuuck. It's gonna be great for my paycheck next time, no doubt, but shit. I am exhausted. And it's only Wednesday. I was so exhausted on Tuesday morning, I could barely hold my eyes open. It was situation critical. It's a miracle I could focus on anything, honestly. Usually for me, Tuesdays are a little worse than Mondays. I can generally pull my shit together on Mondays and make it through the day. But if I either don't sleep well on Monday night or I am sick, Tuesdays are the pits. It's like you feel twice as tired and ill on Tuesday morning if you haven't rested. Add to that a healthy round of PMS and you have me feeling like boiled over ass. Good times, good times.

Speaking of not feeling terrific, I really don't feel terrific because this person I know who shall remain nameless is driving me up the wall. I do not know if I have ever met someone lazier or more unmotivated than this person. For the sake of ease in typing this blog, I will refer to her simply as X. X is lazy, apathetic, unmotivated, slothful, loud, annoying, abrasive, obnoxious, snotty, rude, passive-agressive, a know-it-all, churchy in a hypocritical way, a liar, a fake and pretty much not liked by anyone that I know. I loathe being around her when I have to be and I suppose it just boggles my mind that someone so unmotivated can somehow manage to make it in life. It's like she-- to steal a line I love from The Mexican-- Forrest Gumps her way through existence and manages to make ends meet. In a time when so many people are working their asses off and still struggling to get by each month, it doesn't seem fair to me that someone who does not apply even a modicum of effort is coasting along. It offends my sensibilities in a number of ways. It's like a story I saw on the news a couple of years ago where some guys in Tulsa beat up a handicapped man and stole his wheelchair, leaving him defenseless on his own lawn. Shit like that makes my blood boil. What kind of a morally bankrupt / demonically possessed / scum of the earth human being do you have to be to beat a handicapped man and steal his wheelchair? Dear God. What kind of lazy, spoiled, entitled brat do you have to be to watch everyone else around you sweating their asses off while you sit and eat 100 lbs of food each day and accomplish very little to nothing at all? I don't understand it. I know people working second and third jobs right now to get by and they are still in dire straits. So fuck you, X, for being lazy and spoiled. Fuck you. Wow. It feels really good to say that. *Relief washes over Sara*

Looks like the weather is about to get crappy again tonight. Blah. I better try to get some sleep before the loud ass thunder blasts me out.

Nighty night, gang.