It's a Portishead kind of night

It is the kind of day I feel pissed off at everything and everyone for no reason. Could be the rain. Could be the fact I woke up every single hour on the hour today. Could be I am agitated about something rational yet subconscious. I do know that I my agitation for my coworker is at a higher level tonight. Perhaps this four-night stretch is eating at me. Always wanting to be somewhere else when at work and resenting those around me for being so god damned annoying. Coworker Lady dumping all of the issues in my lap so she can fuck off on her Farmville doesn't help either. Nor when she wont shut her fucking mouth for one minute when I am trying to process something she just said or while I am trying to talk to other people. No self perception whatsoever. God I am cranky...

Please could you stay awhile to share my grief
For its such a lovely day
To have to always feel this way
And the time that I will suffer less
Is when I never have to wake

Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever

... Those who have seen the needles eye, now tread
Like a husk, from which all that was, now has fled
And the masks, that the monsters wear
To feed, upon their prey

Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever

[INSTRUMENTAL]

(always) doubled up inside
Take awhile to shed my grief
(always) doubled up inside
Taunted, cruel.... ...

Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever