Duuuuuude

I just got shafted. The secretaries at work just uninvited me to a birthday lunch. No shit. Here I was thinking I was one of the "real peeps" of the office, not just one of the stuck up lawyers. Maybe it's time I take my head out of my ass and accept the fact I am who I hate. It's probably simpler that way. No introspection needed, right? I already know all the facets of everything I hate. If I am that person, there's no need to ever look deep down inside again. I kind of like that. Maybe I secretly love that which I loathe. Interesting...