Fuck you TPTB
Jun. 14th, 2009 01:42 pmThere is an ice cream truck pretty much parked outside of my house, playing its merry tune. It's been there over five minutes.
IT MOCKS ME.
IT MOCKS ME.
Why must TPTB mock me so?
Apr. 21st, 2009 06:11 pmSo. It is boiling hot again today. 90+ degree temperatures, when last week it was bitterly cold and we were having highs of 50 degrees. But by this weekend, we'll probably be in the 60s or so!
Fuck you, weather.
And fuck TPTB, because now that I have switched to shorts to wear about the house (I had previously been wearing sweat pants and long PJ bottoms because of the cold), I ended up dropping my space heater on my leg. x___X;; It hit my thigh, scraped down when it hit my knee, then fell on my foot. So now I have a lovely gash just above my knee that is probably going to bruise spectacularly, as well as bleeding from the cut. And if I had been wearing my sweat pants (which are nice and thick), I probably would just have a bit of a bruise instead of this... very obvious and painful wound. And we don't have the big bandaids in the house, so I had to put the little ones along the cut to stop the bleeding.
*shakes fist at the world*
Fuck you, weather.
And fuck TPTB, because now that I have switched to shorts to wear about the house (I had previously been wearing sweat pants and long PJ bottoms because of the cold), I ended up dropping my space heater on my leg. x___X;; It hit my thigh, scraped down when it hit my knee, then fell on my foot. So now I have a lovely gash just above my knee that is probably going to bruise spectacularly, as well as bleeding from the cut. And if I had been wearing my sweat pants (which are nice and thick), I probably would just have a bit of a bruise instead of this... very obvious and painful wound. And we don't have the big bandaids in the house, so I had to put the little ones along the cut to stop the bleeding.
*shakes fist at the world*
Woke up this morning, not to bright sunshine somehow managing to get into my eyes through the blinds, but to the sounds of a jackhammer and painful cramping from my lower belly. My period and a headache from construction noises, way to go TPTB. But, no, I was wrong. TPTB have decided to make themselves a triple threat, and so now it's raining. Oh, and it's Friday, so I can't have meat. At least I have Cadbury Creme Eggs. Well, one Cadbury Creame Egg. I ate the other for breakfast.
I'd stab my ovaries but... eehhh... I'm too cold and tired. I'm going to curl up for warmth now.
I'd stab my ovaries but... eehhh... I'm too cold and tired. I'm going to curl up for warmth now.
