The unghhhh report

Such a tumultuous day already, well, if your life is as uneventful as mine it is. From the heart break and despair of realising I had overslept to the elation of realising I had made it to work early I have run the gamut of emotions. Whistle stop highlights included:
-peevishness at the cat screeching at my door
-quiet satisfaction at the intact status of the cat's food bag
-wordless rage at the traffic getting in MY WAY when I was trying to jay walk
-mischeivous glee as I held the lifts every stop I went so I wouldn't end up waiting five minutes to just drop off a trolley
-disappointment in myself upon realising I could have stood around for five minutes while being paid
-abject loneliness when I saw no-one had emailed me
-a few heart-felt sneers at people in magazines; especially the toff pin-ups in Country Life and Tatler
-resolution, because now I have to get back to the grind
Which is all very draining. And yes, this job is pretty cushy as far as jobs go, but I would really prefer some mental engagement from life. Obviously I can't write a novel, too many other, smarter people are doing that, so I just have to focus on my criminal master scheme.
Right, feel the burn as I gulp down the last of my sweet instant coffee (thanks library!) and off with another trolley delivery of joy.