I just got home from work. Normally, the coffee shop where I work closes at nine. However, it is across the street from a bookstore. I've taken what could possibly be a dangerous amount of pain medication, and I'm still angry ( Read more... )

The angry farmers are still out there on their tractors. I'm probably a horrible person for not having any idea what they're so angry about, and for finding the whole thing pretty funny ( Read more... )

Here's the plan. I'm going to go downstairs and I'm going to kill every single person standing outside my window, and then I'm going to take their stereo and break into tiny pieces so it never plays rap music ever ever ever again, and I'm going to leave their bodies as a horrible warning to anyone who tries to make that much noise at 1AM ever again ( Read more... )

The guy next door is blaring rap music, so I'm responding by playing the Marseillaise at maximum volume. 215 years (or so) and it's still the best song ever. Especially when sung by Edith Piaf.

Also: ARGH LITERATURE PAPER. ALMOST AS ANNOYING AS RAP MUSIC.

ARGH. LOUD DRUNK PEOPLE OUTSIDE. SHUT UP. I AM SO ANGRY AT EVERYONE FOR NO REASON. Just... why do people have to talk? I want quiet. Classical guitar, the occasional firetruck or ambulance (inevitable in Toronto) but otherwise quiet quiet quiet. Campus deserted, no signs of life. If only. Window has to be open but ARGH NOISE. EVERYONE SHUT UP ( Read more... )

I just spent the last five hours completing a 2,500 word history paper. All of that would be a good thing if it weren't for the fact that the paper is supposed to be 1,000 words long ( Read more... )

Why do people write in library books? I borrowed a book from Robarts that has notes, not to mention highlighted and underlined passages, by at least five different people. And damnit, they're not even good notes ( Read more... )

What is it about Singapore? Is there something in the water or the air here that makes people feel the need to go shopping at 11PM? Why the fuck are stores even open until 11PM? It's just uncivilized. I mean, I can understand a 7-11 being open for 24 hours so people can get... bread, or something, but CDs? What are they, emergency CDs ( Read more... )

I'm quitting. No, really. I am not going to put up with this shit anymore. If they're going to make me work in a horribly understaffed, horribly busy, horribly fucking loud environment for nine and a half hours a day, where I get yelled at for things that I have absolutely no control over, then they might as well fucking pay me. Which they haven't ( Read more... )

Why do all the crazy people in Singapore have to come to HMV? Today a guy showed up with a basket full of DVDs, argued with my manager for about twenty minutes, got me to ring up all the DVDs (plus a few more which he requested I find halfway through the transaction, because that makes sense) which totalled about $1400, then mentioned, finally, ( Read more... )