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wordinista) wrote2004-10-12 01:03 pm
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YARGH!
Tomorrow is George's birthday. His thirtieth birthday, actually.
And I haven't.
Gotten.
Paid.
YET.
FNARGH!!!
We're supposed to go to dinner. I wanted to get stuff to make him a birthday cake.
There are THINGS that I need to DO.
*twitchveinpoptwitchTWITCH*
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH!
*niamh grits her teeth and makes up a variety of new and interesting-sounding curse words, though largely made-up, because she is trying to watch her language these days*
STUPID.
COLLEGE.
STUPID.
JOB.
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID.
RRRRAR.
And I haven't.
Gotten.
Paid.
YET.
FNARGH!!!
We're supposed to go to dinner. I wanted to get stuff to make him a birthday cake.
There are THINGS that I need to DO.
*twitchveinpoptwitchTWITCH*
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH!
*niamh grits her teeth and makes up a variety of new and interesting-sounding curse words, though largely made-up, because she is trying to watch her language these days*
STUPID.
COLLEGE.
STUPID.
JOB.
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID.
RRRRAR.
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Comes in red, gray, and granite for those really stubborn problems. Call now! Domestic Seme operators are standing by!
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Please!
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Your boss is a pain? Your neighbour's dog thinks your door is a hydrant? The grocer at the corner just won't save a milk jug for you?
No worries! All your problems will soon be solved! Simply by sicking our fantastic, free of charge squirrels on these people, you will enjoy the immense stress relief of hearing them shreak while their attributes are gnawed off!
Warning; do not feed with peanut butter and then wet with water. There will be terrible consequences. Amongst which is the possiblilty that they will start singing Dolly Parten country music.
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..what you need to do is give me your address so I can Fed-Ex him a jar of mayonnaise ;D
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I should do that, shouldn't I?
Really, though. This is the last straw. I'm just so fed up with the college right now, there just aren't words for it. I was supposed to get paid Friday. It's now Tuesday. I hate this. I freaking HATE IT.
*Throws hands up* Okay universe, I get it! I'M YOUR BITCH! Now lay off, please! I GIVE UP!
*ahem*
...Uh...
*the Universe thinks*
Eff it. I'm sure it's too busy to utilize its bitches all at once, so odds are pretty good you'll come out on top. (Tell George I said happy birthday...and for the love of crap, don't open any packages. Especially squirrel-sized ones lined with lead that seem to be shaking from the inside. Things could always be worse--nothin' like having one of Dori's squirrels attack you, only to realize that you do not in fact have any bollocks.)
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