burns, flames and flamin'
FUNNNNNNNNY.
Life is such an unfunny comedy sometimes. Like that lame sitcome Life On A Stick. Or [bad username in LJ tag]. Like that.
I've been getting severely irritated that my roommates choose to cook and eat dinner after midnight. This trend has been happening with alarming frequency in the last couple of weeks. I go to sleep amidst the sound of pots and pans banging incessantly, a strong smell of Hoisin sauce and stir-fried onions in the air, among other exotic scents, and my stomach rumbling with hunger as I lie forlornly in bed. It's annoying.
Last night, my roommate burned something. At midnight. So the fire alarm that is attached to the otherside of my bedroom wall does its bass-heavy "BRAPPPP BRAPPP BRAPPPP" and the whole place smells like burnt chicken.
I just got home from a meeting with fellow KTers in the middle of Haight. It's such a dirty neighborhood. It's like Telegraph to the 10th power, and I just don't have the tolerance for filth and filthiness. I really don't. I like clean, septic, simple, streamlined, efficient. Unless it's tacky. I am fine with that too.
Anywayhow, I don't want to come home to uncultured people who have unhealthy eating habits yet are very skinny. That don't make no sense. But whatever. As Whitney trills in Same Script Different Cast, "I'm not hating." But as Melissa Etheridge says, "Yes I am." Oh, I need to stop!
In transitional, don't you ever get the feeling sometimes that people are just boo-boo.
To fill in all the lag time at work, I have chosen to occupy myself with things livejournal. This includes joining communities and, among other things, exploring the collective psyche of margin-of-society sub-groups, gaining knowledge specific to my life, witnessing the flourish of eHate, and what I find found most enjoyable, looking at photographs. color_theory is one of these LJ communities that fit at least 3 of the above descriptions.
Being a typical 'mo, I love me some flower pictures. They are so vibrant! So full-of-life! So beauty-full! Right?
In any case, some fool decided to post pictures of a dead bird. Now, don't get me wrong - I honestly did not even care that much. I was more thinking other people might find it too disturbing, so I commented that he should put it behind an lj-cut, thinking that was that. I'm being nice, civil, neutral, and totally matter-of-fact. Like I said, not a big deal.
And then fools start hard trippin'. These pretentious artsy-fartsy tards are all, "Sad you can't appreciate this kind of art though, as upsetting as it is" and that I "needs to grow up" and my favorite, that I a "someone who has a hard time really enjoying life" . I don't needs to do anythang, nkay? I could totally cut a snatch right now! But whatever, ersigh is confused, mediocretapioca parallels his/her username, and osagej4 is SUCH a queen. Over it!
If wanting to see photographs of flowers is so wrong, then I don't ever want to be right!!!
For a good time, click herre. WARNING: Pictures of a dead birdy there.
OH HEY Y'ALL. I changed my layout once again! I know... The argyle is old, but one can never have enough argyle in one's life. Thanks to Rashad for helping me do the Kimpossible. He helped me Nguyen no one else could! Asalamalaykalaykum! Thanks to Smelly for letting me piggy back on her FACE. In finally, thank you to Mark for the above below picture. Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning!!!
POLL TIME!!!!!!!!!
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Life is such an unfunny comedy sometimes. Like that lame sitcome Life On A Stick. Or [bad username in LJ tag]. Like that.
I've been getting severely irritated that my roommates choose to cook and eat dinner after midnight. This trend has been happening with alarming frequency in the last couple of weeks. I go to sleep amidst the sound of pots and pans banging incessantly, a strong smell of Hoisin sauce and stir-fried onions in the air, among other exotic scents, and my stomach rumbling with hunger as I lie forlornly in bed. It's annoying.
Last night, my roommate burned something. At midnight. So the fire alarm that is attached to the otherside of my bedroom wall does its bass-heavy "BRAPPPP BRAPPP BRAPPPP" and the whole place smells like burnt chicken.
I just got home from a meeting with fellow KTers in the middle of Haight. It's such a dirty neighborhood. It's like Telegraph to the 10th power, and I just don't have the tolerance for filth and filthiness. I really don't. I like clean, septic, simple, streamlined, efficient. Unless it's tacky. I am fine with that too.
Anywayhow, I don't want to come home to uncultured people who have unhealthy eating habits yet are very skinny. That don't make no sense. But whatever. As Whitney trills in Same Script Different Cast, "I'm not hating." But as Melissa Etheridge says, "Yes I am." Oh, I need to stop!
In transitional, don't you ever get the feeling sometimes that people are just boo-boo.
To fill in all the lag time at work, I have chosen to occupy myself with things livejournal. This includes joining communities and, among other things, exploring the collective psyche of margin-of-society sub-groups, gaining knowledge specific to my life, witnessing the flourish of eHate, and what I find found most enjoyable, looking at photographs. color_theory is one of these LJ communities that fit at least 3 of the above descriptions.
Being a typical 'mo, I love me some flower pictures. They are so vibrant! So full-of-life! So beauty-full! Right?
In any case, some fool decided to post pictures of a dead bird. Now, don't get me wrong - I honestly did not even care that much. I was more thinking other people might find it too disturbing, so I commented that he should put it behind an lj-cut, thinking that was that. I'm being nice, civil, neutral, and totally matter-of-fact. Like I said, not a big deal.
And then fools start hard trippin'. These pretentious artsy-fartsy tards are all, "Sad you can't appreciate this kind of art though, as upsetting as it is" and that I "needs to grow up" and my favorite, that I a "someone who has a hard time really enjoying life" . I don't needs to do anythang, nkay? I could totally cut a snatch right now! But whatever, ersigh is confused, mediocretapioca parallels his/her username, and osagej4 is SUCH a queen. Over it!
If wanting to see photographs of flowers is so wrong, then I don't ever want to be right!!!
For a good time, click herre. WARNING: Pictures of a dead birdy there.
OH HEY Y'ALL. I changed my layout once again! I know... The argyle is old, but one can never have enough argyle in one's life. Thanks to Rashad for helping me do the Kimpossible. He helped me Nguyen no one else could! Asalamalaykalaykum! Thanks to Smelly for letting me piggy back on her FACE. In finally, thank you to Mark for the above below picture. Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning!!!
POLL TIME!!!!!!!!!
Poll Layout