I HATE PEOPLE THAT DON'T DO WORK.


ugh. that's really all I have to say. i mean all of yesterday was busy as hell so it really irritates me that some of our employees really suck balls. 

Making (yet another) attempt at this legit blogging thing.....

So here we go, again. I haven't been here in a while and I find it oddly comforting to come back to it. Even though there are bitter memories to this particular blog. But whatever, it's all in the past now.


I cut tumblr out of my life. For multiple reasons. Mainly because tumbling seemed to create a lot of unintentional and a lot of awkward friction? tension? I don't know what term I'm looking for....


What I'm trying to say is that I got irritated with the idea that I was being questioned about why I was making certain posts. Err. More like I'm irritated with the idea of trying to explain myself when it really isn't necessary.


It's not as if I was posting anything extremely offensive, suggestive and slightly vulgar at times maybe, but nothing that needed further explanation. I mean it's freaking tumblr who cares "why" if you do like it, just ignore it and keep scrolling through your dashboard....


Anyway, that's that.


Not to mention tumblr was spoiling me, I mean just reposting/reblogging shit that only slightly resembles my thoughts and emotions is pretty freaking lame. I need to get back in touch with using words....

Ugh. I don't know what I'm doing with myself. I've never really been good at dealing/coping with various emotions. And it's even harder to try and express what's in my mind. 


Well, at least with certain ideas it seems impossible.....


But to get to the point, my grandfather passed away the night of December 22nd.....and I'm just stuck in a state of pointless brooding.


Sorry to be ranting here, but I'm really hoping that saying it "aloud" will help get some of the tension off my chest......