On Edge - 17.04.14 in Your Face

Still feeling insanely furious about stupid things. Enraged in traffic, although I don't really show it, other than racing past people like an asshole once they finally get out of my way. Hating anyone who dares walk in front of me on the street, like their existence has ruined my life. Feeling ready to throttle the stupid loudmouth idiots at the pub who think they're spouting endless witticisms, when they're actually making racist and homophobic comments.

Trying very hard not to give a shit about work, and watching everything fall apart. The new me (which is a totally incorrect name for her, by the way, she'll never, ever be me) keeps deleting files, can't even figure out what file she is meant to be working on, even though the document has the file number on it, she wrote a letter to a client of ours and addressed it to OUR OWN post office box, then was dumbfounded when the letter came back to us today.... Christ almighty. I doubt she's even capable of wiping her own ass.

4 day weekend, and I am housesitting for my sister. Hopefully I can chill the fuck out.

It would help if I would hear a squeak out of my husband. Haven't heard from him in over 3 weeks. What the hell. I will gladly admit that I wrote him a nasty email 2 weeks ago, so what. This whole thing is such a mess, so stupid, so unfair (on both of us).

I'm terrified to finish my job (6 June), but at the same time, things will be coming to a head.