laurels

flowers thereof, courtesy of the back garden.

there is also yesterday if you care to skip over there.

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<and if there were laurels awarded for screwing up, i'd be first in line. in my defence, i was tired and stressed and worried about the fallout from last sunday which hasn't been dealt with. there is also the fact i feel i've had nothing but people telling me i'm wrong to worry about the fact my employment situation is crap, and indeed that everything i think right now is wrong, which doesn't really do much for a girl. but no, i maybe shouldn't have reacted like it did. but i did apologise and try to explain, so please accept it and let me fix this rather than saying 'it's done with' when it blatantly isn't.

and btw, i can't believe you just left me like that without even trying to find out what was wrong and maybe being sympathetic. and then saying 'i left because you blame me for it all' ? wtf? i thought i was the idiotic, irrational one. i don't blame you, and i don't expect you to fix it. but i want to lean on you and feel some sympathy, if that's something you can find time for. yes, written in anger and upset. deal with it.>