Posted by Dory on September 28, 2007, at 16:11:08
i have had a rotten day. i HATE MAC COMPUTERS...ok? Don't ask. i just do. Now, after staying up until 4 and being at my desk at 10, i still have to go in tomorrow to meet Monday's deadline... which of course starts off the week already behind on next week's deadline. So i am bitter and miserable and i think i'll just stew in it a while thank you. My head is pounding, i am soaked and something in my house smells really stinky. i am spending the evening with some sh*tty old philosophers and sociologists because Apple computer has it's head up it's *ss. Of course, i'll make it more pleasant by adding in Shiraz.
So pity me. That's right, pity me. Jump in this pit i am wallowing in. There is always room. Feel like crap? Just dandy in here. Wallow on in. No happiness allowed please.
This is not a social post...it's entirely therapeutic for me and a means of *not* leaving my T a weeping message...
four letter words, because i am mad as film... flax... four... five... fats... flew.. flap.. firm..
f*rt (oops).... fell... fall... felt.. feel.. flat.. flan... flop... flip... flaw... frog..i took most of the "f" words...sorry, but i'm the one mad as fezz.
feel free...
poster:Dory
thread:785772
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