For the love of baby Jesus, someone PLEASE get me an IV drip of tequila. Like now.
Beer just ain't gonna cut it people.
I can not express to you how utterly shittastic this day has been already and it's only 11am. IT'S TECHNICALLY STILL MORNING!!! I have at least 5 more hours of this bullshit.
I die. I die.
If one more assface walks in or calls or emails me about a problem they are having, and because they're about as sharp as a pool cue at figuring out these problems on their own, and asks me to solve it for them, it's going to get all cray-cray up in here.
The only thing that is keeping me out of the straight jacket is the fact that I get to see gorgeous nekkid bodies on the big screen tonight.
And it's a movie theater where you can drink.
BRING ON THE CUEVO BITCHES!!!!!