Why are you unhappy today?

Because I'm really starting to despise my job, and because it''s ONLY Monday, and because it's RAINING AGAIN!!!

Because it's raining and I don't feel well (no, not from getting drunk )

@ sparty: I sent you a picture to cheer you up!

I'm waiting for a client. It's raining. The dogs are wet. I never got the CIGAR.
All the world is agin me!

because i have been desperately searching for a job and an apartment for the last month... to no avail! also, the weather doesn't help these 'hopeless and desperate' feelings much.

Why did I ride the bike to work

Why did I wear a light colored suit to work!

You must have been at the wrong place at the wrong time. Can I deposit it there against your next performance?

Sweetie, now things are even worse!
It was YOU who mixed things up.
Read the PMs.

Nah, I just didn't make it last Monday. But I will entrust it to the devoted staff.

Yes, that cheered me up! Thank you!

I have the worst freaking headache today (do not know if it is from the weather or drinking on Saturday) and on top of that, I have on an exceptional tight (read: uncomfortable) pair of jeans that I cannot wait to take off the moment I walk through the door.

What happened to your Sunday then?

Well, after the party ended at 6 am, I went to bed. Woke up at noon and started cleaning. So, really, I have no idea what happened to Sunday...today is the after effects of Saturday night/Sunday morning.

The weather... again... still... 15 ° and rain is not acceptable considering it is JULY!!!

back at work and back to having a count down for another 3 or 4 months
good byes suck

Heart boken

It's no consolation - but it happens to the best of us. We've all been there and can all empathise with what you're feeling. I won't give you any cliches as they're not relevant to you at this moment in time. I'll just say I'm sorry for your pain.

Coz I have had so many offers of help and advice, And I havent the strength to reply...

Sorry peeps

G

Because I just received my new England rugby shirt and instead of the nice embroidered rose it has a rubbery one stuck on..WTF and because they advertise a free watch with all new shirts, I assumed as I ordered a ladies shirt, that I would get a ladies watch...wrong it's a mens and weighs half a ton.

Hmmm nips over to classifieds to place an ad

Because I have to go to a wedding this weekend in Hannover and we have to drive (because we have the 'wedding car'). I am so not looking forward to the mess that will be the Deutsch Autobahn tonight, tommorrow and Sunday when we drive back because of the stupid, freaking, school holidays!!

all my friends are going out tonight, and I have to work early tomorrow, so its a school night for me.

I will be with you in spirit, got housework.

I may as well, have deadlines

Carm & DDBug: We'll have a drink in your honour.

make it a strong one!

There's no choice honey - do you remember the size of those glasses that took us all night to drink!!!

It was no fun driving from Duesseldorf to Hamburg last evening. Stau between Münster & Osnabruck due to two massive cranes lifting a large LKW that seemed to have parted company with the Autobahn & gone into the agriculture...

hey those are my new wine glasses!

I'm coming round to yours for dinner - I hate stingy hosts.

that's why we had to walk out of there with those glasses! opps, who said that, wasn't me officer, we just needed some fresh air, and couldn't get back it to return the glasses.

How many women does it take to help hams out of her cowboy boots???

hey, this is supposed to be the unhappy thread, maybe we are just trying to cheer ourselves up?

Think it's working.

getting out of cowboy boots can be quite dramatic and upsetting ie. too much too drink, middle of the night...

... after falling asleep at the Vagina Monologues...

I am home alone with a sick son. I need a fix!

It's my younger brother's birthday and he is in the hospital without an appendix.

I'm bedridden, with 38' fever And the weather outside is so beautiful...

That sucks yes, especially in this weather!

Well, the office here is not much colder than 38° at the moment...

It's my own bloody fault for being so stupid. Rule No.1 of travelling states, "Travel as light as possible". Rule No.2 is, "Have plenty of cash". All other rules have now been pushed backwards so that the new Rule No.3 can be installed, which states, NEVER eat a steak tartare provencale in a restaurant you don't know and in 40˚C heat.

At 2am Tuesday in a hotel room in southern France the alien returned to Earth. The only problem was that my stomach walls wouldn't let it out and it was too far down to come back upwards and too far up to go 'all the way', so I spent a very uncomfortable night with it kicking, punching and gnawing from the inside. By 8am, in one of those religious experience moments, it finally exited it's first part... and the relief was immeasurable. An hour later, and several other parts gone I managed to pack, get into the hire car and head for my meeting.

The whole day was difficult; technical and business discussions interupted by moaning and wincing. The 90 minute drive back to Toulouse was tough. It was hot. Hotter even than Munich. I needed a cola. I sat down in the restaurant at the top of the Terminal and ordered my cola. A French guy sat at the next table and ordered. Finishing my cola his meal arrived... STEAK TARTARE!!! I went to the toilets and puked up my cola.

Al Qaeda are pussycats. I had to fly with a dual trigger bomb back to MUC. If I had burped, the entire Business Class section would have been sprayed with projectile vomit. If I had farted I suspect Lufthansa would have lost one of their aircraft and all aboard (although the passengers would have probably thanked whatever diety was their bag for being out in the open air... even at 36,000 feet and -50˚C).

I got in the door at 1am. I have to be at work today. I'm weak.

Never eat a steak tartare provencale in a restaurant you don't know and in 40˚C heat.

Poor baby. Thank you for the graphic description; do you hold the copyright?

I never eat the stuff at all, E. Coli bacteria from raw meat! Bad stuff.

I used to work as a cook in a restaurant for a while - I NEVER eat raw/near raw meat!!!

Hey, hope you feel better soon! Makes it that much worse knowing it's your own fault, doesn't it?! Take it easy.

Feeling like arse at the moment, but it's self-inflicted: damn those after-work beergarten trips.

The hangover I can cope with, but I managed to lose my bike.

On the way home, I decided I was too tipsy and so parked the bike and started walking. Of course, I've completely forgotten where I parked it, and with my sense of direction it could be anywhere in Munich.

That's the second time I've done this in less than a year. Feeling stupid.

Hope you're feeling better, Sin. That sounds very nasty. But the description was very entertaining. (Hmm: it's funny that food items always sound an awful lot better when translated into French. Perhaps the French have earned their reputation as such gourmets partly because of the way their food sounds! After all, "steak tartare" has a much more appealing ring to it than "raw burger".)

It gets worse. It was raw steak with a raw egg on top. Never again.

Why on earth would anyone want to eat that mushy slimy concoction? Bleh.

@ Wigan: Twice with the same bike?