Irritable

I am in a bit of a pissy mood today.  Two very long days of work are getting to me.  I can't wait to get home tonight and smoke a bowl, but that won't be until 9pm.  It isn't even 2pm yet.  I am about ready for this week to be over.  I am in the office trying to get shit done, really really not in the mood to socialize today or have people asking me questions about myself to make small talk.  A pet pieve of mine anyway,  people I don't really know or acquantances, asking me personal questions, or any questions about myself.  Look, fuck off, I don't want to talk to you.  I am here at the office obviously busy (not too busy to stop to blog however) and a man from a title company stops in and keeps trying to make conversation with me.  I tell him, I am really busy, does he get it? No.  Finally he left, I think he's bugging Sharon now.   I swear, if you are not my friends or family, don't get in my business.    I would have a drink before I start teaching the children if I wouldn't reak of alcohol.  I am teaching longer than normal today, because I had to work at the bar last night so I had to reschedule my Monday students, and shove them into today.   To bad I can't just drink through all of the lessons.  I would probably be much more pleasant.  Ok bad to work.