I spent my Halloween recovering from an allergy attack, posting grades, finishing up week 1 of my 5K training and left volleyball 15 minutes early because I felt like killing the twit with my shoelaces. The twit, if you remember, is the newest addition to our volleyball group and is fucking annoying.
She had Tourette's this week: "Talk to each
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The worst part? There is hardly enough snow to throw. Too much to ask for a blizzard on Christmas Eve?
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And, a classic Amanda phrase..."I'd feel bad."
I got your e-mail about the cow too...LOVE IT!
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She was asking for it.
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Well, Ireland wants you and your photography. :) I hope you start to feel better, besides that horrible skank in your volleyball group. Maybe you can grease the floors or something. Or make victory cupcakes with arsenic in them. :) Really, the possibilities to be a huge bitch are endless. ;)
I also like how my computer doesn't recognize the word "skank" in the above sentence, so it has red marks under it.
PS: Date with attorney??? How'd it go (if it went?)?
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And sad because my computer did the same thing. Skank! Skank skank skank.
Oh, too much fun.
And supposedly a fellow coworker was a vag block for me and said, "I don't see them going together."
My instinct to say? Hey, fucker, mind your own business and let me date whomever I wish. Educated? Has all teeth? Single? Never been married and has no children? Um, sounds dateworthy to me.
Assholes, all of them.
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