#ffa problems

OK, who thought it was funny to summon the sexual frustration demon to torment the feeder? Ha ha. Very funny. Good one. You fucker. My new young co-worker is putting on a ton of weight and, reader, I FUCKING CANNOT. His shirts don't fit and the buttons are straining. Strapping young lad, tall ex-jock type. His lovely big belly is just getting bigger and bigger and he walks around holding it. He just randomly said the other day he can't stop eating and my brain totally short circuited for a good hour - I came back online halfway through a meeting. Today he was eating the chocolates I brought in for the staffroom and just rubbing his belly looking so round and comfortable and ARRHG. No. Fuck. I'm not going to go for this. Nope, no.

I just got pooped on by a sheep while weighing and deworming... 😒😒😒

Who knew a college class about farm animals could be so stressful??

I got my fair pictures done today for County. I was being squeezed to death by that collar on the shirt. And then that stinking corduroy jacket that goes along with it was stiflingly hot. Hoped they turned out okay and I don't look like a total nerd. (I'm probably going to look like a nerd, but hopefully that will send a good message like "look at me, I'm smart, please buy my chickens")

I rly hope my bus driver doesn't make me have to put my bag on my official dress