Black Denim Anger

I'm soo freakin' pissed. No, I am outraged.

Just got back from the hospital. My newphew got admitted. The poor thing's sick. Anyway, that's not what this emotional bomb is about.

I don't know but I suddenly thought about this black pair of denim pants I got from Topman last December and I thought I'd wear it this week. Problem is, I haven't seen it lately. So I looked for it. All over the house. And it's fucking missing. The helper can't friggin' find the damn jeans either.

Gawd, I am so gonna murder someone if I lose it. I wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight because of this. It's a favorite dammit. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

Anyway, I'm chatting with a hottie right now who's been keeping me entertained for the last hour. Diversion, diversion, diversion. That's exactly what I need right at the moment. Which is why I gotta go. Nighters.