Seriously Phillies? Are you actually serious with this?!? Because that was just the worst. I ended up watching Mars Attacks! instead because duh.
This sucks. I’m sick, the Phillies are shitting the bed all over the place, and all I want to do is read The One, the third book in the Selection series, but I can’t because I can’t justify buying it. I can’t justify buying anything. It’s the worst.
I’m gonna stop before I get really depressed.
Santa got me a Fitbit Force for Christmas (mostly ’cause I’d asked for one). I loved it; I wore it nearly 24/7 for almost three full months and never had a problem with it. But I got an email yesterday that I have to send it back because it was recalled. Jerks.
I understand that some people developed allergic reactions and rashes and whatnot and, obviously, those people should be compensated. But why recall it from people like myself who had no problems? Oh, they’ll give me a refund when I return it. It’s a funny thing, though: I don’t want a refund; I want to keep my Fitbit Force. Because if you think I’m going to use that refund to buy a Fitbit Flex, you’re a giant idiot. Fitbit can kiss the fattest part of my butt. (Man, that loses something when I can’t swear.)
Here’s my other issue with the way Fitbit is handling this problem: that email informing me about the recall did not come from Fitbit, it came from some third party. Which means that Fitbit gave this third party my email address. I’m pretty sure I never consented to that. Jerks.
I’ll miss my Fitbit Force. So thanks again, Fitbit, for forcing me to give it up even though I’ve had no issues. Giant jerks.
I knew my trip home tonight would suck before I left the office, but I hadn’t expected it to take 90 minutes to drive about 15 miles. (At one point I traveled half a mile in 30 minutes.) And it’s not even snowing here!
Also, when the fuck did autocorrect decide that it was smarter than me? It does this fun new thing where it will change a perfectly normal (and correct) phrase I’ve written into something else for shits and giggles (apparently). How else do you explain autocorrect changing “I hadn’t” in the first paragraph to “it hadn’t?” Thankfully I noticed and corrected it, but why did autocorrect change it in the first place?
The Say Anything song “Hate Everyone” just popped into my head. It matches my mood.
I fucking hate them.
I am angry and sad and angry that I’m sad and angry. (I shouldn’t be brought to tears by the Eagles losing a playoff game, but it happened.) And now I’m eating chocolate to cheer myself up (because that’s a good thing to do at 11:30 PM).
Later, when I’ve got a little distance from this game, I’ll be proud of the Eagles for everything they accomplished this year, but right now I just want to cry.
So it turns out that I have no interest in blogging today, but I would really hate myself if I didn’t do month in review and year in review posts and writing said posts in 2014 would be nearly as bad as not writing them at all. Luckily those posts would be pretty much identical, so I’m going to kill two birds with one stone in this post.
- Read every day. Yes. Woohoo!
- Blog every day. Nope.
- Exercise every day. No.
- Brush my teeth twice a day. Sadly no.
- Break out of my comfort zone. A little bit.
This year sucked. I don’t really want to think about it. 2014 can’t get here fast enough.
Today was my last day at the shitty temp job so I should feel happy, but all I can think about is the shit-ton of stuff I have to do tomorrow morning and it is stressing me the hell out. Yay.
If I were to write an entry tonight it would just be me complaining, mostly about how much pain I’m in, and nobody wants that. So then.