Oct 20, 2005 12:49
fuck you painful back as a result of getting a tattoo in a place which makes it difficult to sleep comfortably and as such wake up with sore shoulders and back.fuck.
fuck you motherfucker for making me sick and then letting me drive all the way out to fucking ..ages away so i can just find out that instead of the comfortable fuck-around-do-nothing-maybe-movie-night-alone-together that i'd looked forward to all day, you had most likely told the others you were doing nothing (because, really, i am nothing) so that they all come over, and then make plans to go to the pub while i hobble back to my car in backpain and snot to drive the halfhour back home again.
fuck you immature little fuck for making my friend sad and making me angry as you really aren't worth my friend even being upset about anyway.
fuck you rain for making me sit in a puddle at my desk for the next 4 and a half hours just so i could walk to the shops and get a chocolate bar that i didnt enjoy because i ate it as i was running.
fuck you elliott smith tribute night organisers for making it a night that i have to in canberra to fucking babysit two fucking dogs who definately are big enough to look after themselves.
on another note..Thank fuck for my parents going away this weekend because it has definately been far too long. Also, having a car for the weekend is a plus even if they are too stingey to put petrol in it. and having bronwyn in my house as well as the house that my house turns into while my parents are away and all the beautiful things that happen except minus the drugs for the first time.
Also,thanks to my brother for considering coming to tasmania with me for a week before falls..and not to suss out the situation the boy usually lives in and the year ex girlfriend-of-two-years..no..but to see the forest that sucks up my $30 donation every month. im sure it'll be nice. and ive never been to hobart either.wait on a sec. now after looking a thte virgin blue sight im thinkings its going to be more than $600 to detour to hobart from or before falls. Jeeeeesus. oh well. still strongly thinking about it i guess. but then again that is also the money i could spend on an ipod?
god im soaked from that fucking rain. and my shirt is sticking to my scabbing tattoo that i dont regret but i am thinking about a lot.
thats enough bitching for one massive post. yay free house and car. horrah.