You suck.
Flat tire. New tires. Deadlines. Rushed editing. Happy meetings and then finding out they booked someone else. Awkward meetings. Feeling funky still from Vertigo. Self conscience skype date. Why the fuck am I so needy right now?!?!?!
I should be working still, but fuck you Monday. I’m having my hot toddy, brisket tacos and diving into this open mic night.
Cheers.
