The ax came down today. Company had lost too much money and they were slashing positions right and left. I got caught in the crossfire. Now I don't have a job. So I'm doing what all good unemployed people do - drink.
Though I do have a job interview this afternoon, I decided champagne would be appropriate. I am now tanked and trying to spell correctly.
On other fronts, the non-relationship relationship crawled out of a hole and sent a non-senscial text message. He fails two booty calls and then expects me to respond? While I am dumb, I'm not that dumb. Sucker!