"these are crazy crazy nights"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGgggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! I really hate my fucking job sometimes. For the last 3 nights theres been a crazy bloke in( and i mean a fucking nut buster) he kept trying to put poo under the door of his cell then put his clothes in the toilet and put them back on. And guess which lucky person had the erm........pleasure of speaking to him every 15 minutes for 10 hours. Yes, thats correct it was muggins here. I'm so glad i'm off til next wednesday.
Its my birthday on Monday(woohoo) but i'm really disappointed with a few people (not dan though coz he's organised something for the 30th so he's exempt from my wrath!) coz we were going to go out that night (aswell as the 30th) but no fucker seems to be able to come.In fact the only person who has said they'd defo be out on Monday (did i mention that its my birthday) is Sam who is very cool but i don't know her that well. So i'm abit torn ,should i go out with a couple of people or should i sack it off?.............Hmmmmmmm.
Oh yeah just to cheer me up more at the moment, work are being gay( i think i may of mentioned that I FUCKING HATE MY JOB!!!!!) and not letting me have the time off to go and see Peaches or Zombina. AND i never ended up going to Scotland coz everyone was ill. So i've been and am in the happiest mood i've ever been in (i'm may be being a tad sarcastic there).
I really am trying to think of something fun to say but i can't so i'm gonna end my rant now.
bye for now