today i kept closing my eyes and imagining i was in akaroa. like in this picture. when this picture was taken i was in akaroa (even though i am looking a bit serious. i think i was still high and disoriented post massage at this point).

instead i was in stupid wellington. having to go to stupid work. to hear that stupid people were stupid telling on me. stupid people. honestly. i am only one person.

apparently a 'very lowly' person.

but the point is "a" very lowly person. as in singular. and i have a million projects with my name on them. and your inability to phone or email and to rely on outdated technology (the facsimile) is so not MY fault. you stupid cow. why didn't you just send a freakin' telegram using morse freakin' code.

i got mad at first. now my plan is to get even. i could do a number of things:

a) formal letter of complaint. although i'm not sure that this is the most strategic way to go.
b) bad mouth her all over town (too late, i've already done this one - at least in my head)
c) stepping up my game to show her i'm outstanding (but this one just makes me mad because i am already outstanding, it implies i need to change to meet her standards), or
d) just have a great life and ignore her thereby being a better person and not some wrinkly bearch who badmouths me to my bestfriends

if you have other ideas, i'd totally consider them. i don't even know how to get back at people. i would try to steal her husband or whatever but she clearly has no love in her life, so that would be a waste of my time.