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Fucking ridiculous. I had an amazing wonderful amazing weekend, and was somewhat hype to write it all up, and then it all goes to shit at work and all I want to write about is how you are allowed to be angry and don't ever fucking ask someone if they're angry. If they are they REALLY don't fucking want to hear it, and if they're not, it makes them a little perturbed that they would be SEEN as angry even when they are not.

Fuck everybody up the asshole, and yes, that DOES mean you. Asshole.

P.S. Any of you wise-ass motherfuckers say "hey are you angry?" as a comment I'll fucking remove you from my friends list fucking immediately, and if you don't believe me, you obviously don't know how far I'm willing to go just to be an asshole. An asshole who keeps her word, that is.


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Nov. 11th, 2002 02:23 pm (UTC)
Well, that's a damn shame t'hear, Petunia.

Here's a related one, maybe: Ever been expressing your dislike or frustration about something, but without any qualifiable hysterics, and the person you're talking to says "Okay, calm down." ... ?

Right, you're allowed to punch and bite for that one. Also for anyone who snorts "YOU'RE having a bad day, huh? ..." Mmmm. Mm-hm.

So yeah. Anyway, this, Elvis on the Simpsons last night, and Ghani Cheeb. That's my advice for reparation.

I spent a long considering adding one of those asinine **HUGZ** comments, but then I figured you'd not only take me off your Friends list, you might actually murder my housepet. Haha. Oh ho.
Nov. 11th, 2002 02:41 pm (UTC)
Yeah, seriously, "my image!" was kinda awesome. I wish I could hit the cheeb HERE it would calm me the fuck down, but I don't think the powers that be would be so understanding. Though did you read today how three joints have as much tar as TWENTY CIGARETTES???? OMG!!!!1
Nov. 11th, 2002 02:46 pm (UTC)
I guess this means I have to stick to tobacco brownies.
Nov. 11th, 2002 05:40 pm (UTC)
that and "what's wrong?" asked in a whiney, little person voice. that deserves disseverment of the tongue.
Nov. 11th, 2002 05:46 pm (UTC)
Well, I say, go with the anger. Throw stuff. And people. Slam doors, kick things around and generally get people to worry that they are going to have to call security. Then storm into your bosses office, tell him (or her) that this is a load of bullshit, and you'll deal with it tomorrow. Then storm out of the office and burn rubber on your way out of the parking lot.
Nov. 11th, 2002 08:37 pm (UTC)
Until recently, Ryan was - as the French say - "Unemployed."
Nov. 12th, 2002 04:05 am (UTC)
Good point.
Nov. 11th, 2002 10:32 pm (UTC)
It is much later now and I hope that your night has made up for the day.

PS - It makes me fucking ballistic when, upon discovering that you're upset, people try to solve the source of the upsettingness. Like, "well, that's just not right and I'm just going to go talk to your boss about it FOR you." Grrrrr.
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