Apparently, because I do not express my towering rage in a way that others find palatable or pleasing (mostly by having the temerity to be bothered at all), my feelings are therefore invalid ( Read more... )

I am mean because I am a goddamn bitch. I am mean because I do not like to share my toys. I am mean because I am a socially and emotionally maladjusted manchild of brobdignanigan proportions. I am mean because I expect entirely too much from other people. I am mean because I want what I can not have. Mostly I am mean because I am a fucking bitch ( Read more... )

I hate Verified By Visa. It makes what should be a marginally streamlined transaction take twice as long as it normally would, and I frankly don't really feel any safer ( Read more... )

I mean, besides sacrificing my dignity to be on a "reality" show ( Read more... )

So I got my copy of Like Magnets, today. And instead of feeding the cats, I tore open the box and into the book because I HAD TO KNOW.

*Blissful sigh* I love being right. Best story, hands down, and I'm not just saying that. I could hear Kawika's voice, the lazy lilting rhythm of his words. I could feel the sun and the ocean and I about died when ( Read more... )