The oatmeal dot com is the perfect place to spend your hours when you stop being productive at work. Its has all these comics that would be perfect for posting on the facebook walls of smart, witty and marry-able love interests. Like…perfect measuring tape. If his/her reaction is violent/non existent and not HAHAHA your links are hilarious my love, you don’t want to be yoked with that sucker for the rest of your life.
Anyway, it’s happening again. I’m making uterus juice in my panties. Again. And it hurts. And has been tainting my emotions for the last 7 days, man. Next time, I’ll know not to be alarmed when CRUSHING FEELINGS of sadness and loneliness attack me from no where like KWADOOSH! I’ll get high instead of considering death by general hatred.
This bleedy business is getting me a half day off (yay) to go and writhe in my bed.
It’s also making me want to yell, “I REJECT YOUR PRESENCE ON THE FUCKING EARTH, WORKMATE. Drown in a pool of your own lumpy vomit which has propelled itself out of your body because it can’t stand you, you obnoxious, irrelevant, stuttering fool.” at my neighbour but I won’t because all that yelling will require more energy than I’ve got right now.
Workmates can be annoying sons of obese squirrel bitches. Maybe I need to move my desk to the store.
Oh. BHH happened yesterday. A wet, limping BHH partly because of the rain and partly because I was feeling wet and limpy myself. I was probably projecting.
Rhino, Safyre, Dilman and Myself( Slybard, thepassingwind and daredevil said they were coming, but they didn’t show). We talked about the music(good), the weather(wet), food(just chips? Ugh. Chips suck) and then I had to leave- which I did by boda because I couldn’t stand the idea of getting into a taxi and sitting in one long sticky uncomfortable jam from Mateos to Ntinda on my own.
I suspect that the PMS had something to do with my viohateful feelings towards the boy
s for not CHUG CHUG CHUGGING their beers and leaving with me. Who wants to sit in taxis on their own on rainy days? Not yesterday’s me!
Then the post ended just like that. SMH.