The week has just begun...

So for the first time someone called me something other than a bitch to my face... a curmudgeon. "But minus the old man part..."say this person at work to me.

Well I have to admit, I kind of like it. It's a whole hell better than being called anything else in the sailor's dictionary.

And now the downside realizations so far:

• Work is sucking the life out of me, even when I am not at work. I spend way to much time at the facility and when I am not there, it somehow follows me home.
• I have come to the conclusion that I am surrounded by a great deal of stupid people, immature people, and downright pathetic assholes in both work and my personal life (whatever personal life I have left). And no Felixx, you are not part of any of categories before you get all outraged and indignant with me.
• I am a light weight drinker and god damn it sucks when you try to crawl into a bottle on a Monday night to try to come to work on a Tuesday morning.
• I have come to the conclusion that hating work because it serves a purpose to world. It is the natural soul sucking process that everyone and I mean everyone must endure to make in order to give some perspective in life. If there was no work, then everyone would utterly love life and if everyone loved life there would be a whole lot of fucking. And with that much fucking there would be even more over population than there is already which means that you would have less of a lot of things: food, air, source of energy, etc. So think of work as a way to regulate the human emotion and in the grander scheme of things, regulating the world so that you don't suffer more than you have to.
• I play way too much City of Heroes. How much do you say? Well, I have one Healer that has reached Level 41... in less than a month. Seriously, shoot me.
• I like Rihanna's music. No seriously, shoot me.
• I can't bring myself to call people. Hell I can't bring myself to even leave my apartment for anything other than work.

Blah.