Was supposed to go to a work party. Even my boss, out sick with her kid, is probably still going to go.
But, I hate the things. I usually go, make social and nice...but honestly I don't care. Most of those people are one of two things -- kissing ass for to help their ambitions to climb, or bored and willing to go. I have no aspirations to climb up the corporate ladder. I loathe, despise, and detest the business world with a black, bitter, burning passion. I really don't give a fuck if I'm looked down upon for not going to a fucking party. I'd rather be working on my stories.
I'll probably catch flack for it tomorrow, but *shrug* Every day, I care a little less.
Sammikins, I hope your day improved upon returning home.
Now, for all i say I want to write, I really want to finish my book. I'm rerreading The Deception of the Emerald Ring. Of the three Pink Carnation books out so far, it's my favorite.
Guess I should put my groceries away before I get too cozy, hmm. Maybe a shower. Then, who knows?
But, I hate the things. I usually go, make social and nice...but honestly I don't care. Most of those people are one of two things -- kissing ass for to help their ambitions to climb, or bored and willing to go. I have no aspirations to climb up the corporate ladder. I loathe, despise, and detest the business world with a black, bitter, burning passion. I really don't give a fuck if I'm looked down upon for not going to a fucking party. I'd rather be working on my stories.
I'll probably catch flack for it tomorrow, but *shrug* Every day, I care a little less.
Sammikins, I hope your day improved upon returning home.
Now, for all i say I want to write, I really want to finish my book. I'm rerreading The Deception of the Emerald Ring. Of the three Pink Carnation books out so far, it's my favorite.
Guess I should put my groceries away before I get too cozy, hmm. Maybe a shower. Then, who knows?