Grrr...
I am not in a good mood, again. I knew this would be all too temporary. This blows, soooo much. Wtf, wtf, wtf. Why can't things just WORK OUT ALREADY?!
So last night I completely forgot to post one thing. When I came in to babysit, they were watching Stuart Little 2 on the Disney Channel. What’s the first thing I do? “OMG…Mr. Little is HOUSE.” Seriously, guys, wtf. House…Mr. Little. House…Mr. Little. Bwuh?
Ok so I’m not as happy as I was last night, which makes me sad. (Not really, but you know what I mean.) *sigh* Life is so difficult.
Now is one of those times I wish I had an iPod. I am here at work and wishing I had my Christmas music to make me feel better to not be bored. Well, to not be bored. Since I ran some errands for my boss, but now he’s in a meeting and I don’t have anything to do, but I’m not leaving yet, because I need to get my hours in, and because hells yes I get paid to do nothing.
Jiminy Cricket.
You know, do you remember that xkcd cartoon about mixing levels of cursing? I do that, unintentionally. All the time. I’ve noticed I start of entries with freakin’ or fuck and then switch to the other towards the end. Plus I have really colorful curses. Jiminy Cricket, fuckcakes, shitcakes, Christ on a cracer.. yeah, it goes on and on. I just notice random curse words pop up into my vocabulary. Don’t ask me how, I don’t know either.
*sigh* Dammit, I want to be happy again, like I was last night! Arrrrrgh! Frustrating.
Ok, so yeah, I have a soft spot for innovation. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061206/ap_on_re_us/silly_string_to_iraq_1
And this sounds like a cool place to visit: http://www.nytimes.com/2006/12/06/world/asia/06budd.html?_r=1&pagewanted=1&oref=slogin
*sigh* I feel like Charlie Brown. Get your hopes up, Lucy yanks the ball away again. Get the kite up, get it in the tree. *bangs head against tree*
What. the. fuck.
So last night I completely forgot to post one thing. When I came in to babysit, they were watching Stuart Little 2 on the Disney Channel. What’s the first thing I do? “OMG…Mr. Little is HOUSE.” Seriously, guys, wtf. House…Mr. Little. House…Mr. Little. Bwuh?
Ok so I’m not as happy as I was last night, which makes me sad. (Not really, but you know what I mean.) *sigh* Life is so difficult.
Now is one of those times I wish I had an iPod. I am here at work and wishing I had my Christmas music to make me feel better to not be bored. Well, to not be bored. Since I ran some errands for my boss, but now he’s in a meeting and I don’t have anything to do, but I’m not leaving yet, because I need to get my hours in, and because hells yes I get paid to do nothing.
Jiminy Cricket.
You know, do you remember that xkcd cartoon about mixing levels of cursing? I do that, unintentionally. All the time. I’ve noticed I start of entries with freakin’ or fuck and then switch to the other towards the end. Plus I have really colorful curses. Jiminy Cricket, fuckcakes, shitcakes, Christ on a cracer.. yeah, it goes on and on. I just notice random curse words pop up into my vocabulary. Don’t ask me how, I don’t know either.
*sigh* Dammit, I want to be happy again, like I was last night! Arrrrrgh! Frustrating.
Ok, so yeah, I have a soft spot for innovation. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061206/ap_on_re_us/silly_string_to_iraq_1
And this sounds like a cool place to visit: http://www.nytimes.com/2006/12/06/world/asia/06budd.html?_r=1&pagewanted=1&oref=slogin
*sigh* I feel like Charlie Brown. Get your hopes up, Lucy yanks the ball away again. Get the kite up, get it in the tree. *bangs head against tree*
What. the. fuck.