Today, may not have been my finest hours. My mighty mouth ran away a bit too much. But dammit I had excuses bloody good reasons for getting my bitch on.

#1. I was sweating in cracks I never knew I had.

#2. I had to make up someone else’s laziness.

#3. I was on the last day of my dreaded four day rotation.

I probably will may be apologising to one of the newer and over-familiar kitchen bitches.

Then again, maybe my thought of she’s big enough and certainly ugly enough to take my words and either move on or tackle me about them. I’m not sure I really care. Which is unusual for my nice [haha fooling someone here I know] and easy-going self.

The way she acts, I have no doubt she’ll be told the same or similar thing for many moons to come. She’s just that type of personality. Stands too fucking close for my personal space loving self. For the past three days I have listened to her continually back-snorting her snot filled nose whilst on my morning AND lunch breaks.

I CAN’T stand hearing the sound of someone continually deep-throating their own snot!

But really, MYGAWD, either gain some bloody manners, blow yer nose or suffer the verbal consequences!

Anyway, now it is the weekend and for once it means something.

Two days OFF = TWO sleep-ins!

Ciao Bellahs.