lemon, lime and bitters? it's like this drink was MADE for me.
i'm trying to avoid rageposts (and by extension any post at all unfortunately) but holy hells has today been a 720% stalefish kick to the dick. Wake up having slept effectively on top of my own head, sore all over start getting ready to a work exam and find the clothes i'd been planning to wear aren't clean like i thought. so i toss them in the hamper and get some replacements while the toast burns.
try to relax for a bit before i head out, internet has none of that and borks whatever game i play. decide i might as well handle some other errands while i'm out, grab some paints to color-match and head out. don't remember the store's closed until i'm on the bus so i drag the paints around all day. get to the exam and surprise! it's for a program i ain't so much as looked at in a decade and crash and burn.
head off to the other store to pick up some entertainment. of course, they're out of what i came for. get mad, stubborn and hit up every store in like five miles of the train station that might have it. nix, of course. go back having accomplished exactly 0% of what i set out to do, sunburnt to the point making facial expressions is like knives to the face, and sore feet.
so of fucking COURSE i somehow manage to pick the idea out of my brain "hey, let's catch up on the news! that will certainly cheer us up!" motherfucking brain-defects using some mentally ill dipshit that couldn't reconcile being gay with being a religious person to attack literally EVERYTHING BUT the failure to properly address mental illness, throw fucking tantrums in the news, and further laws to strip people of constitutional rights because "national security" which is one of those phrases that should make everyone with two brain cells left to avoid the user like a plague, but one of the presidential hopefuls has been spouting it. no, not the trog with the bad tan. the other trog in the overpriced pantsuit.
the literal only thing that's kept me from grabbing a discarded beer bottle and making an impromptu multimedia display of people's innards today is that i had a really nice soda. that's one hell of a razor-thin margin.
2016 has been a rollercoaster of a terrible year so far.
try to relax for a bit before i head out, internet has none of that and borks whatever game i play. decide i might as well handle some other errands while i'm out, grab some paints to color-match and head out. don't remember the store's closed until i'm on the bus so i drag the paints around all day. get to the exam and surprise! it's for a program i ain't so much as looked at in a decade and crash and burn.
head off to the other store to pick up some entertainment. of course, they're out of what i came for. get mad, stubborn and hit up every store in like five miles of the train station that might have it. nix, of course. go back having accomplished exactly 0% of what i set out to do, sunburnt to the point making facial expressions is like knives to the face, and sore feet.
so of fucking COURSE i somehow manage to pick the idea out of my brain "hey, let's catch up on the news! that will certainly cheer us up!" motherfucking brain-defects using some mentally ill dipshit that couldn't reconcile being gay with being a religious person to attack literally EVERYTHING BUT the failure to properly address mental illness, throw fucking tantrums in the news, and further laws to strip people of constitutional rights because "national security" which is one of those phrases that should make everyone with two brain cells left to avoid the user like a plague, but one of the presidential hopefuls has been spouting it. no, not the trog with the bad tan. the other trog in the overpriced pantsuit.
the literal only thing that's kept me from grabbing a discarded beer bottle and making an impromptu multimedia display of people's innards today is that i had a really nice soda. that's one hell of a razor-thin margin.
2016 has been a rollercoaster of a terrible year so far.