6:51 AM.
A customer called my cellphone and woke me about 15 minutes ago to lock in her interest rate. My eyes are still watering.. And thanks to my sinus infection, I'm sniffling and trying not to breathe out of my nose because it only makes me sneeze.
...I thought I was speaking to the Virgin Mary when I picked up. I think it was a little confusing for the both of us. I told her I'd call her as soon as I got into work in a few hours.. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost..
I am just getting out of a relationship or at least thinking about it... It sucks waking up by yourself in a big, lonely bed. So lately, I've been sleeping on the couch with the TV on because I can cuddle up to the back of the couch and pretend it's a warm, leather body.
I hate him so much right now. I hope he gets a terrible case of syphillis and dementia.. Or something. Whatever. I hope he gets some form of OCD that causes him to have a permanent compulsion that causes him to say, "There are bees all over my body" once every 1.74 minutes or else he has to bark like a dog. I'll bet that would put a damper on his sex life.
Asshole.
Anyhow, I woke up this morning for a craving for 2 things: 1.) My blog. 2.) A Tangueray and tonic.
So, here I am... Sitting on the floor of my dirty ass apartment blogging with a nice tall glass sitting next to me.
7:06 AM
I'm going to polish this bad boy off and then go back to the couch for another few hours..
