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I DON'T WANT MOSCH TO GO! WHY ARE PEOPLE ASSHOLES!?! I WAS FEELING SAD TODAY ALREADY AND NOW I'M SADDER! AND FRUSTRATED! MY TOES ARE COLD! I NEED MORE SLEEP! I AM LONELY TOO MUCH OF THE TIME! THE WHOLE KATRINA THING MAKES ME WANT THROTTLE W!
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF PEOPLE TRYING TO TELL ME HOW TO LIVE AND GETTING ALL UP IN MY PERSONAL BUSINESS (WHICH I'D SHARE, BUT THEN IT WOULDN'T BE PERSONAL BUSINESS ANYMORE)!
AND I'M HUNGRY AND THE LUNCH I BROUGHT ISN'T AS APPETIZING AS EATING A BIG FAT HAMBURGER, CHEESE FRIES, CANDY, AND SODA. I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M SO JUNK FOOD OBSESSED LATELY BUT I AM AND IT'S MAKING ME A LITTLE CRAZY IN THE HEAD!
I HAVE HUGE CRUSHES ON BOTH OF YOU AND I THINK YOU BOTH RULE YOUR RESPECTIVE COASTS AND HAVE EXCELLENT TASTE IN THINGS GIRLS CARE ABOUT HAVING GOOD TASTE IN.
THE LIBRARIAN ASKED ME IF I WAS A "GROWN-UP" TODAY WHEN I CHECKED OUT A BOOK WITH MY FACULTY ID CARD, AND FURTHER PROCEEDED TO ASK ME MY AGE, WHICH I FOUND INAPPROPRIATE. SHE DECLINED TO ANSWER WHEN I ASKED HER AGE. I SAID THAT'S OK, IT'S PRETTY CLEAR YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH TO WORK HERE.
I HATE MY LAB AND MOST OF THE PEOPLE WHO ARE IN IT AND MY SUPERVISOR IS WORKING AND HAS THE CRAPPY LIGHT ON AND BORING-ASSED TALK RADIO ON REALLY LOUD AND I'M NOT GETTING ANYTHING DONE BECAUSE I'M HIDING IN ANOTHER LAB.
I WENT TO ASH WEDNESDAY SERVICE AT LUNCH YESTERDAY, BECAUSE I WAS GOING TO THE THEATRE IN THE EVENING, AND I RAN INTO A CHURCH MEMBER ON THE WAY TO THE THEATRE, AND SHE'S LIKE, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO CHURCH, OH. AND I'M LIKE, YEA, I WENT AT LUNCH. THEN I WALKED AWAY AND REALIZED I HAD WASHED OFF MY ASHES (THE PRIEST USED SO MUCH THAT IT WAS DRIPPING DOWN MY FACE) SO SHE PROBABLY DIDN'T BELIEVE ME. HARUMPH.
LAST NIGHT I DREAMT I WENT TO CHURCH FOR THE FIRST TIME IN DECADES AND MET THIS HOT BLACK GIRL IN A BRIDESMAID'S DRESS AND SHE WAS DIGGIN ME.
THEN I DREAMT THERE WAS THIS KID WHO GOT ELECTROCUTED ON THE THIRD RAIL ONLY HE DIDN'T DIE SO ALL HIS FRIENDS WERE LIKE "DO IT AGAIN" AND AS THEY FINALLY CONVINCED HIM A GUY FROM THE MTA CAME OUT AND WAS LIKE, LET ME SHOW YOU THE SECRETS OF THE SUBWAY AND THEN THAT KID WAS ME AND WE WENT WALKING ALONG A BUNCH OF PLATFORMS INTO AN ALCOVE WHERE HE UNLOCKED A PLATE AND PULLED DOWN A LADDER THAT LED TO STREET LEVEL AND THEN WE WERE IN AN ALLEYWAY AND HE WAS TEACHING ME HOW TO DO LE PARKOUR JUMPS.
(Ha...I was just about to start a screaming thread myself.)
I HAVE TO TAKE THE KID IN FOR A CHEST XRAY BECAUSE THEY THINK SHE HAS PNEUMONIA. I HAVE TWO MONSTER ARTICLES DUE THAT I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO WORK ON BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN CARING FOR PNEUMONIA GIRL AND ABCESS KITTY. I HAVE NOT SLEPT. I HAVE CRAMPS. I AM STRESSED THE FUCK OUT AND IF MY HUSBAND GIVES ME ONE MORE BUSINESS GUY LINE LIKE "What do you need from me to help you get back on track" I WILL FUCKING PULL ON MY STILETTO BOOTS AND KICK HIM IN THE NUTS UNTIL THEY DETACH!!!!!!!!
EMPLOY ME! I'M NOT OVER-QUALIFIED! I'M AN IDIOT! WATCH ME JUGGLE THIS KNIFE! THE SUN HAS GONE! COME BACK! I DON'T KNOW WHAT ASH WEDNESDAY IS! EXCEPT PANCAKE DAY! I LOVE CAPN! CAPN CAME NEXT! I LOVE ALL OF YOU!
MY MOTHER'S EFFORTS TO HELP ME FIND A JOB, WHILE KINDLY MEANT, ARE NOT HELPFUL BECAUSE SHE HAS ABSOLUTELY NO CLUE AS TO ANYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED IN THE WORKING WORLD SINCE ABOUT 1970 - ALSO, SHE HAS NEVER HAD A JOB IN HER LIFE - AND NOW I HAVE TO GO NEXT WEEK TO HAVE LUNCH WITH HER AND ONE OF HER FRIENDS WHO WILL ALSO NOT BE PARTICULARLY HELPFUL. THE PHONE CALL TOOK HALF AN HOUR. AND THEY ALL THINK THAT BEING A SINGLE MOTHER IS SO DECLASSE ANYWAY AND IT IS TOO BAD THAT I AM SUCH A FAILURE.
I'M LISTENING TO A POSSIBLE CLIENT ON THE PHONE WHO IS BRAGGING TO ME ABOUT ALL THE WONDERFUL THINGS HE HAS DONE- YOU KNOW WHAT SIR, I DON'T CARE, YOU REALLY DON'T HAVE TO SELL YOURSELF TO ME, I'M JUST GOING TO HELP YOU REPORT TO THE PUBLIC. SO SAVE THE CRAPOLA FOR SOMEONE WITH $$$.
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE NAKED COFFEE, BUT I'LL TELL YOU I AM GLAD I AM NOT JROSSI4R'S HUSBAND TODAY! HE'S GOTTA BE CAREFUL COS THOSE THINGS ARE HARD TO RE-ATTACH I HEAR!
OH AND THANKS TPS, FOR PUTTING ME OVER THE EDGE! I AM GOING TO LIVE YOUR LUNCH FANTASY AND GO PICK UP A COMBO OF THE BEAST AT THE MCDONALDS NEXT DOOR. I HAVE NAMED IT THAT BECAUSE, WITH TAX, IT COST $6.66!!
I THINK I FINALLY HAVE AN APPETITE TODAY EXCEPT I CAN'T EAT ANYTHING TILL AFTER 1:30PM BECAUSE I'M GOING IN TO HAVE MY CHOLESTEROL LEVELS CHECKED. YES, I'M ONLY 28 AND I HAVE HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE AND POSSIBLY HAVE HIGH CHOLESTEROL. AND IF I WANT TO DO A LOT ABOUT THE FORMER, I HAVE TO STOP HANGING OUT SO MUCH WITH JONMC BECAUSE SMOKERS HAVE HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE.
I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO STOP HANGING OUT WITH MY SMOKER FRIENDS. THIS REALLY SUCKS.
MY WORK COMPUTER IS DYING, AND I'M STUCK ON SOMEONE ELSE'S FOR THE DAY! I HAVE TO USE WEBMAIL, WHICH MEANS I DON'T HAVE ANYONE'S EMAIL ADDRESS. THIS IS VERY ANNOYING.
could you guys please keep it down i came home from work today with the beginnings of a migraine and a two hour nap haven't helped matters any and i'm going to go lay on the couch now i'm so miserable bye
THANK YOU, YOUR MAJESTY! I THINK I WILL GO INTO THE BATHROOM AND PUT MY FEET INTO THE SINK ONE AT A TIME AND RUN HOT WATER OVER THEM! THAT WILL MAKE ME COMFY!
KING, I ACTUALLY HAVE VERY NICE BOILED WOOL SLIPPERS (I USED TO HAVE BUNNY SLIPPERS...), BUT WHEN MY FEET GET COLD, THERE'S NO WARMING THEM UP ON THEIR OWN.
I NEED TO FIND A WAY TO SNUGGLE A CUTIE INTO WORK WITH ME WHO COULD THEN FETCH ME MY TEA AND RUB MY FEET. AND CALL ME PRINCESS SPECKLET.
JROSS THEY MUST HAVE FELT THAT THE SYMPTOMS WERE NOT EXTREME!!! YOU'LL HAVE TO WATCH HER AND ALL EXTRA CLOSE, BUT SHE'S BETTER OFF AT HOME TILL THEY FIGURE OUT HOW TO HELP THE POOR LITTLE THING OUT!!!
I WAS GOING TO SHOUT ABOUT HOW MY DESIGN FOR THE JOB I'M WORKING ON IS SUCKING AND MY DROPDOWN MENUS AREN'T CENTERING BUT INSTEAD, I'LL SAY "GODS, THAT BITES, JROSSI4 - I HOPE BABY GIRL GETS BETTER VERY, VERY SOON!"
MY NOTES ON STREAMING FROM MAC HAVE BEEN PUT IN THE BIG ORANGE BLOB. THAT'S F'ING AMAZING! PLUS. I AM EATING PORRIDGE. PLUS, DO PEOPLE SHOUT WITH THE CAPSLOCK ON OR DO THEY DO IT PROPERLY WITH THE SHIFT KEY? PLUS I LOVE YOU ALL. PLUS, AT WORK, MY BOSS IS NOW EMPLOYING HIS 18 YEAR OLD SON. PLUS, TODAY I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE HORSE ON SEVENTH AVENUE AND HOW IT ALWAYS MAKES ME LAUGH WHEN I HEAR SIMON AND GARFUNKEL SINGING IT. PLUS, TODAY I FINISHED LISTENING TO THE PODCAST NOVEL ANCESTOR. PLUS, I THINK I'M GETTING OLD. LAST WEEK, THE TELEVISION CONVINCED ME THAT THE HOUSE OF LORDS IS A GOOD IDEA. PLUS, I'M SORRY IF I'VE SEEMED A BIT ABSENT RECENTLY. I'VE BEEN A BIT ILL. THAT IS ALL. Phew.
SOMETIMES, ON METACHAT YOU FEEL LIKE THE BAD GUY. WHILE EVERYONE ELSE IS CLUSTERING ROUND THE PERSON FEELING UNHAPPY, YOU THINK IT'S BEST NOT TO OVERWHELM THEM, AND BESIDES, WHAT COULD YOU SAY THAT SOMEONE HASN'T SAID ALREADY, AND OK - NOW ITS TOO LATE, AND IT JUST LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE SAYING IT BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE IS SAYING IT. SOMETIMES ON METACHAT, YOU DON'T SAY THE THING TO THE PERSON YOU WANT TO AND EVEN THOUGH YOU THINK ITS BEST IF YOU DON'T SAY IT, YOU FEEL LIKE A HEEL FOR NOT SAYING IT ANYWAY.
THERE'S BEEN A LOT OF HEARTACHE AND SADNESS IN THE PAGES THE LAST COUPLE OF MONTHS. A LOT OF INJURED BUNNIES. SUCH IS WINTER. I WANT YOU ALL TO KNOW THAT EVEN WHEN I'M NOT SAYING ANYTHING, MY HEART IS ALWAYS WITH YOU. SOMETIMES I UNDERSTAND YOUR PAIN, SOMETIMES I CAN ONLY GUESS AT IT. ALWAYS, I FEEL FOR YOU. IF I WAS RELIGIOUS, YOU'D BE IN MY PRAYERS. AS IT IS, I JUST THINK ABOUT YOU IN THOSE ODD THOUGHTFUL MOMENTS BETWEEN LIVING AND I HOPE THAT THINGS WILL TURN OUT ALRIGHT.
I AM BACK AND EVERYTHING IS VAGUELY UNDER CONTROL AT WORK! I KNOW YOU STILL HAVE CRUSHES ON ME BECAUSE THE MASH NOTES ARE TRICKLING IN BUT I WISH THE VIKING WOULD SEND ME A SEQUEL OF WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THE DOT DOT DOT.
I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO PLAY IN METACHAT AND IT BUMS ME OUT BUT LIKE SEANYBOY I WANT TO SAY I DO POP IN EVERY DAY AND EVEN THOUGH I MAY NOT ADD TO THE CHATTER I STILL CARE AND SEND GOOD VIBES TO THOSE IN NEED. I LIKE PUNCTUATION, BELIEVE IT OR NOT. I'M HAVING SOME SOY CRISPS FOR A SNACK WHILE MY DOG BORES HOLES IN ME WITH HER 'FEED ME' LASER VISION. I DON'T KNOW WHAT A MASH NOTE *OR* ASH WEDNESDAY IS. THANK YOU.
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