God, like, what kind of City lets its zoo free? Now I can't go out, I can't do my job, and I so can't even go out to eat, like, good food. Good fat-free, sugar-free food.

And, Jesus, the worst part is- I totally can't even hook up with guys right now. Hell if I want to get attacked by monsters just because some jackass declares war or whatever. ( Read more... )

God, I can already feel the pounds coming. I'm so going to kill her when I get back. Whatever. I need a shopping spree and a tall caramel fat-free frap. And a massage. Jesus.

[Some rustling as she pulls the device out of her purse. You can almost hear the frown. What kind of stupid piece of technology turns on like that? God, it must be so cheap.] ( Read more... )