Murphy's Law

Crying my eyes out would have been the easiest way out from the mess I made last night. Curiously enough, I didn't feel the need to amidst all the shouting and cursing I got. When expectations run high and pressure is at boiling point, you will find yourself in a position where fuck ups are a dime a dozen and you pick up the tab. If first times are hard, I certainly outdid myself.

Coming in at work this morning was a challenge in bravado. I say, fuck it. Let last night serve as a challenge to better myself next time (if given another chance). I just have to live with the new nickname the boys gave me...George Lucas.Hah