My urge to kill is at an all-time high.
First off, it's winter suddenly. What the fuck happened to autumn?!
Secondly, I slept in yesterday, got to work late and had to go back home afterwards to get my stuff. And what happens?
Bloody Raz gets out and I spent twenty minutes chasing him around in the fucking rain! And he was meowing so much because he didn't like the wet stuff falling from the sky but would he go back inside? Hell no.
Then mother gets home. And Raz gets out again.
Despite the fact that he hated it when he got out half an hour before!
I mean, WHAT THE HELL!? WHY CAN'T THE WORLD MAKE SENSE?!
Then I'm waiting for the bus back to town, one of my earphones isn't working and there's a group of loud chavs standing in the bus shelter. I opt to stand in the rain, away from them and ponder if anyone will mind if I cut them open and use their innards to warm my hands.
By the time I get to Iain's, I either wanted to kill someone or be hugged.
He opted to hug me.
Also, it's his birthday today. And William's. Iain was complaining because William seemed to be getting more attention than he was. William though, seems to be turning into a little brat. He apparently kicked someone in the face the other day and was running around threatening to break legs. For fucks sake, the boy has just turned three! He shouldn't be spouting things like that! If he hits me, I'm so yelling at him.
Back to work then. Where I have to decide which of FOUR ethnicity codes to put down for some kid who was apparently born in four places at once. O.o
Only good thing about today? I get to use a Reno icon. *points*