Its not so much a bad thing, but my 9am monday morning lecture was cancelled. I arrived to the lecture theatre to find a note on the door saying our tutor was in australia.

This would have been great news had I not already got out of bed and come all the way to school.

So far.....

My supervisor calls me on Monday to give me my roster for the week which i was happy about, then an hour later my Boss calls me and alters the roster, thus my hours where cut by 45%, Also on Monday the person who was supposed to take over from myself on the waterfront showed up 1/2 AN HOUR LATE for no given reason (this guy has poor time keeping abilities anyway) thus I barely made it on time for my night job, I was fucked off with his lateness esp. how he Knew very well that i had another job to go straight away.

Anyway if anything goes wrong for me personally i feel pretty sensitive about it and esp of how i have a history of it - would self medicate to escape from the psychological pain.

nothing as bad as what's gone wrong for andy haden, mark ellis, brent todd and possibly lana...

I woke up on Monday thinking it was Sunday.

Im sure this has happened to you at some stage, and you have felt the utter disappointment that comes with being informed that it is infact Monday no matter how hard you deny it.

A certifiably insane old woman followed me around and attacked me in the grocery store because I would not help her in picking out a brand of tampons. I didn't want to push an old lady, but I also wanted her to stop trying to scratch my eyes out.

On the way home from that, I swerved to avoid a dog in the road, realized I was going to hit the man who should be keeping his dog out of the road, swerved back and hit the dog. As I slammed on my breaks, all my groceries went flying to the front of the car, and everything smashed and broke open all over the front seats and me. I got out of the car to see if the dog was okay, and the man was laughing. "Oh, he does this all the time," The guy said. I quite promptly lost it, and started screaming at him that he'd made me hit his dog by being such a dumb fucking twat, and that the world would be a better place if I'd hit him instead. The dog seemed okay, just bumps and scratches, but I called the ASPCA (American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals) when I got home and reported him, because I knew he wasn't going to take the poor little guy to a vet. I also made the man give me $40 to replace my groceries.

The greatest engineer in the galaxy passed away.

spilled a bottle of water in my bag, killed my mobile phone AND my discman, also damaged cover of Modest Mouse CD and my wallet smells funny now too.
But on the bright side, it has meant i HAVE to buy new phone and discman...

My singer and good friend left the band. She was blindingly drunk on a friday gig and we were absolutely awful. Anyway I stewed about it, and she did not come and apologise. Finaly on Wednesday morning I cracked when she asked why I was disapointed about how it went so I told her exactly how bad it was. I was pretty scathing, but then it was really bad, She then said she was leaving.

Don't know if we can coax her back. 2 years of being a band with a talented mate snuffed out just like that.

er, caught my reflection in shop window, realised how pathetic my life is, how I've been hiding away at university for years becuase I have no life skills and can't stand the idea of working a real job....self indulgent wank....