I plugged my headphones into my (rather elderly in tech terms; around eight years old or so?) stereo and the whole damn thing died. Is there anything that can be done or has my stereo rung up the curtain and joined the Choir Invisible?

stupid little chihuahua down the block. >< I love small dogs, usually, but I sure don't love this one. She has precisely one response to anything, from another dog to a car going past in the street to a stray breeze: a seemingly-unstoppable torrent of shrill yipping.

Ever had one of those dreams that you forget about, except for vague flashes of awareness that you dreamed about something last night and it was really cool?

I hate those.

I have 'Never Gonna Give You Up' stuck in my head.
That's right, ladies and germs, I've managed to Rickroll myself.

~whimpers~

Dear road workers...
WHY THE HELL DO YOU HAVE TO GET YOUR MOTHERFUCKING JACKHAMMERS GOING AT EIGHT-THIRTY IN THE GODSDAMN MORNING? NOT ALL OF US ARE OFF TO WORK AT SIX, ASSNUGGETS!
Yours,
One very disgruntled snarkling.

What in the blue flying fuck were the PR department thinking when they pulled off this shitheap of stupidity?

There are two woodpeckers on my house. One is banging on the metal bit of the chimney, the other is pecking on the wall RIGHT OUTSIDE WHERE I AM and oh it is loud.
SHADDUP, BURDS!

It's 4 AM. I'm conscious and alert. This is just NOT ON, body.

(also, zomg this journal is four years old today. happy birthday, dear LJ~)

SKUK WANT SLEEP. SKUK CAN'T. BRAAAWWWGGGH.

rarglefurgin STUPID DAMN PLANE arghlebrah RIGHT OVER THE HOUSE mrughfluggin bleh.