June 16th, 2010

fuck my life

Somebody is seriously fucking with me because even I can't fail this hard on my own

so as i'm trying to leave for training this morning, I can't find my manual. I go out to the car, no manual, I go back inside and hunt around, no manual. then I give up because I have to go and I hate training anyway.

fast forward to like a half hour ago when I thought about maybe charging the gps since I'm driving out of state tomorrow. It's not on the table. It's not with the other electronic stuff. It's not in the truck.

and then I remember that on Monday, I took both of those things out of the truck together knowing that I would need them both on wednesday. This explains why I can find neither of them, only i REALLY REALLY need the fucking gps in about 10 hours.

i have literally just torn apart my apartment and they are NOWHERE. i got on my hands and knees and poked around under the TV unit thing and looked in the closets and opened the goddamn freezer, and wherever this stupid binder and GPS are, it's apparently got a 4th dimension.


ETA: threw tantrum. Did not help; shit still lost. it's probably best that nobody does live with me, honestly.
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