8:39 p.m. - 2004-09-30
God Ram Plucking Pizza Ship
Dear Gravity,
Would you just let up? You totally bring me down. I don't know how I put up with you. You're pernicious and you never give up, not for a second. You might think those are good qualities to have, but you'd be wrong. I really wish you could be less of a drag just once in a while. I hate you with every ounce of my being. On a scale of 1-10, you suck.
sarkasmo
Dear Little Plastic Cups of Mandarin Oranges,
Fuck you and the hermetically-sealed horses you rode in on. There is NO NEED to shoot light syrup at me every single time I open one of you. I've been patient. I've been careful. I've been gentle. You have crossed the line, you fruity little bastards. No mercy.
sarkasmo
Man, what a stupid day I've been having. Everything I've picked up today, I've dropped. I look like I'm trying to teach myself to juggle. Plus, I want to eat everything in sight.
I would say it's PMS, but I haven't had any mood swings. Weird.
Oh, and here's a tip:
Alavert D-12? NOT a melt-in-your-mouth tablet. This crap better work, because it tastes awful. Not as bad as Buckley's, but awful.
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