i can't help myself

Ugh, getting home at 0330 and then gettin up at 0800 for church on sunday is not a hobby I'm very keen on taking up. Work yesterday was a mess. Everything was so jumbled up. Cashier kept putting wrong tables numbers. The tables were all over the place. I lost count of the number of occassions I was wandering around trying to find a table with a plate of rapidly melting ice cream in my hands. And some bloody gay piece of shit asked for my number. This is shit. This is fucked shit.

There're two hot girls in bikinis happily sunbathing at the pool just outside my window, seven stories down. I need a pair of binoculars.