a perturbed horse painting

it has been an emotional roller coaster for me these past weeks. work days has been draggy recently and the occasional worries about work is just not letting me have my peace of mind. on top of that, i just got bombed by the program department on the publicity part.

great.

they think it's so easy and that things can be done with just a snap of a finger. well, maybe there are people who could easily pull it off - with some contacts and all. unfortunately, i'm still building my contacts and being the underdog radio station it is a wee bit hard to make things go our way sometimes.

and they never took account that by sending me the confirmed yet inadequate details just recently is also part of the reason for not having much publicity yet. they either think i'm superwoman or that i've got nothing else to do than to just focus on publicity.

*dumbass mofo twats, i'll smack you across your face with a rotten swordfish then run you over with a hippopotamus*

anyway, i'm holding a grudge against the programming people now. but only those i know who was bitching at the meeting earlier. yes, i know who you are although i wasn't at the meeting. have a rough idea.

bunch of *cough*fucktards*cough*.

when i go berserk one day, i'll barge into the office and shoot your balls with a paintball gun.