fuck garages that cannot locate a new starter for my range rover. you're in new york! seriously? no one has one?
fuck the cable STILL being out. i'm having a BLAST watching lawrence welk right now.
fuck 'i know who killed me'. i can't finish you! but i'm forcing myself to. but i have to turn the dvd player off after five minutes because you suck that bad. glitter bad. i could have dexter on netflix right now. but instead i have you, because it's a holiday weekend.
fuck this house. stop trying to kill me! im sorry that i feel the need to turn lights on, but you don't need to keep dropping all the big heavy crystal light fixtures on my head. not cool. i have a huge bruise over my right eye.
fuck ADD. i'm trying to watch lost. leave me alone. i keep missing shit.
and fuck dial-up til it limps. i cant answer private messages because it's too slow. also, fuck whoever jacked my wireless card.
now i'm going to go eat chickpeas. and try not to get poisoned in the process.
p.s. next monday (the 25th) is my birthday!
i'm going to be donating a bunch of my fancy tiny coats to a 'coats for kids' program. then i am going to donate a ton of really really nice 'professional' clothes to an organization that helps women get professional jobs (i.e women who can't afford professional attire, are getting out of prison, rehab whatever).
i want to drink gallons of champagne and eat cake, but i've been off sugar (i'm allergic) since december. and i haven't drank alcohol since mid-january.
i'll probably just do pilates and watch dvds. maybe simultaneously.
i want these for my birthday.
fuck the cable STILL being out. i'm having a BLAST watching lawrence welk right now.
fuck 'i know who killed me'. i can't finish you! but i'm forcing myself to. but i have to turn the dvd player off after five minutes because you suck that bad. glitter bad. i could have dexter on netflix right now. but instead i have you, because it's a holiday weekend.
fuck this house. stop trying to kill me! im sorry that i feel the need to turn lights on, but you don't need to keep dropping all the big heavy crystal light fixtures on my head. not cool. i have a huge bruise over my right eye.
fuck ADD. i'm trying to watch lost. leave me alone. i keep missing shit.
and fuck dial-up til it limps. i cant answer private messages because it's too slow. also, fuck whoever jacked my wireless card.
now i'm going to go eat chickpeas. and try not to get poisoned in the process.
p.s. next monday (the 25th) is my birthday!
i'm going to be donating a bunch of my fancy tiny coats to a 'coats for kids' program. then i am going to donate a ton of really really nice 'professional' clothes to an organization that helps women get professional jobs (i.e women who can't afford professional attire, are getting out of prison, rehab whatever).
i want to drink gallons of champagne and eat cake, but i've been off sugar (i'm allergic) since december. and i haven't drank alcohol since mid-january.
i'll probably just do pilates and watch dvds. maybe simultaneously.
i want these for my birthday.