11.04.03 | 1:30 p.m.

My boss, Meatball, is the BIGGEST fucking bitch in the whole wide world.

She has not a single redeeming quality. Why can't karma just hurry up and off her already? Seriously. Her time is up. Way up.

If I could, I would run in her office right now kamikaze style and pop her one in her fat greasy head. And I am not a violent person.

But, I'll just sit here fuming at my screen, screaming round after round of FUCK YOU MEATBALL.!!!! (in my head).

Now, must concentrate all efforts on getting a new job. When I do, I'm just walking out of here one day and never coming back. She can figure out how to put out her own damn magazine.