::Kicking random things::
Nov. 22nd, 2005 10:27 pm::Kicks her computer for being so damn slow downloading the MxO patch::
::Kicks the people who insist on buying 30 pound turkeys, since that's one quarter my bodyweight that I have to hoist into the bag::
::Kicks the people who insist on dragging their germ infested little brats around, spreading germs everywhere and probably comprimising the health of people with HIV/AIDS and people who are undergoing chaemotherapy, which also does a number on your immune system::
::Kicks Angelica's mother for dumping her germ-raddled little harridan on my poor mother so that now she's got the cold and my dad is coming down with it, thus f***ing up our Thanksgiving::
::Kicks the people in the grocery checkout who whinewhinewhinewhine about how it's supposed to snow on Thanksgiving, even though the snow isn't even here yet, and it might not even come, considering how horribly the weather forecasters have been mis-forecasting lately::
::Crawls back to bed, stays there till this is over:: I think I'm calling in sick tomorrow: sick of living and putting up with the rest of the human race.
::Kicks the people who insist on buying 30 pound turkeys, since that's one quarter my bodyweight that I have to hoist into the bag::
::Kicks the people who insist on dragging their germ infested little brats around, spreading germs everywhere and probably comprimising the health of people with HIV/AIDS and people who are undergoing chaemotherapy, which also does a number on your immune system::
::Kicks Angelica's mother for dumping her germ-raddled little harridan on my poor mother so that now she's got the cold and my dad is coming down with it, thus f***ing up our Thanksgiving::
::Kicks the people in the grocery checkout who whinewhinewhinewhine about how it's supposed to snow on Thanksgiving, even though the snow isn't even here yet, and it might not even come, considering how horribly the weather forecasters have been mis-forecasting lately::
::Crawls back to bed, stays there till this is over:: I think I'm calling in sick tomorrow: sick of living and putting up with the rest of the human race.