Sep 04, 2005 02:25
The windowsill is cracked and it’s letting in creatures. How do they get up 13 floors? Why would they want to do such a thing? They must know that they make me feel like defenestrating myself and they must take joy in this, otherwise they would have such weak desire to scale the building that it would prevent them from doing so due to apathy. Enter that trill factor and I guess I lose a few months off the end of my life due to stress.
I do not lose as badly as Auburn, however, do to the fact that I don't suck nearly as much as them.
Hooray for the small, ugly things in life. And the things that crush them.