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maderrSo fucking tired. Work let out early, but I was so goddamn dead on my feet I just gave up and crashed for a bit.
Had planned to make pork chops with stuffing and veggies for dinner, but a note from my roommate has said she's decided to do something else. Just make it tomorrow or sunday, the 'chops should be good until then.
Man, remind me to never take the motherfucking 4:45 bus. Between Mr. 'Jesus Christ IS Satan' and the fuckwit couple that I wanted to stab in the face with a dulll, rusty spoon (I don't know what they were doing, other than that Mr. Fuckwit decided to go HEY BABY when I stepped on the bus and they started laughing their fucking heads off everytime somebody white said or did something, and he couldn't talk at less than 100 decibels and she just had a mean look and the nasty, evil part of me wants to say that my tax money probably paid for her clothes and that sparkly little phone...) and their little homeboys were not improving matters either. And thanks, Mr. Bus Driver, so much for pushing the button so the nice voice said 'please no profanity' because of course a group of jackasses are going to listen to a motherfucking robot voice and behave. Way to take care of the problem.
About the only saving grace was the <3 guy next to me. Such a sweetie! Very thick mexican accent, and he wasn't sure where his stop was and kept asking me where to go <<<3333 Plus his cologne smelled really good.
Still, Mr. and Ms. Fuckwit took what was left of my good mood and energy. I really just want to eat, sleep, and maybe somewhere before the sleep part work more on Burning Bright. Thinking happy thoughts about *mumble* was about all the kept me going at points.
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Goddamn, I'm so tired. And I would kill for a beer right now. A really could Foster's would go so very far in reviving my mood.
Had planned to make pork chops with stuffing and veggies for dinner, but a note from my roommate has said she's decided to do something else. Just make it tomorrow or sunday, the 'chops should be good until then.
Man, remind me to never take the motherfucking 4:45 bus. Between Mr. 'Jesus Christ IS Satan' and the fuckwit couple that I wanted to stab in the face with a dulll, rusty spoon (I don't know what they were doing, other than that Mr. Fuckwit decided to go HEY BABY when I stepped on the bus and they started laughing their fucking heads off everytime somebody white said or did something, and he couldn't talk at less than 100 decibels and she just had a mean look and the nasty, evil part of me wants to say that my tax money probably paid for her clothes and that sparkly little phone...) and their little homeboys were not improving matters either. And thanks, Mr. Bus Driver, so much for pushing the button so the nice voice said 'please no profanity' because of course a group of jackasses are going to listen to a motherfucking robot voice and behave. Way to take care of the problem.
About the only saving grace was the <3 guy next to me. Such a sweetie! Very thick mexican accent, and he wasn't sure where his stop was and kept asking me where to go <<<3333 Plus his cologne smelled really good.
Still, Mr. and Ms. Fuckwit took what was left of my good mood and energy. I really just want to eat, sleep, and maybe somewhere before the sleep part work more on Burning Bright. Thinking happy thoughts about *mumble* was about all the kept me going at points.
X_X
Goddamn, I'm so tired. And I would kill for a beer right now. A really could Foster's would go so very far in reviving my mood.
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Date: 2006-04-14 11:49 pm (UTC)Heh. That's hard yumminess to beat. Not yummy, just very very *_* Or I think so, at least.
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