Reality TV should be put on the FDA controlled substance list. You lose more time than a heroin addict on a bend! Hell, at least the heroin addict derives some pleasure from it. Me? I'm constantly fighting lock-jaw simply because I am always amazed at the stupid shit I can't seem to turn away from.
Well, sitting in the theater amazed at the sheer stupidity of the world. So far, I've listened to everyone who made it here after 11:20 bitch about the amount of people and lack of seats for their late five hundred deep posse. I got here at 11 and already was ushered into another theater with more (kinda) room.
The man behind me must have tuberculosis because I'm fairly certain he hacked a loogy into my hair. Me, being afraid to hurt someones feelings, didn't fly out of my seat as I listened to the wet congested cough behind me. Though, bonus for not having bought snacks or anything. There's no way I wouldn't imagine phlegm in the bag, now.
Sitting in the second tier aisle is a bad deal, btw. Apparently, all eyes are magnetically drawn to my face and twice, my cleavage. Again, the bonus is that I've seen more than three people fall either down the steps or up.
Still, all I want is to intubate the guy behind me and run a small vacuum to clear out that shit in his lungs so that I don't concentrate on his nauseating cough. Hey, it sounds mean, but think of flying spittle. Now, add chunks of goop into it. Am I really out of line?
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Not at all. I went to a show recently and the guy sitting behind me sneeze and coughed all over me for the better part of it...
...and sneeze spray is even more nauseating to feel when you have no hair...
What the hell kind of place are you at!?!?! Loogies and spittle flying everywhere, sounds like a porno for grannie! LMAO
Never be afraid to hurt someone's feelings hun especially if they're doing something rude.
I think I just threw up a little in my mouth.. ick... : gags:
I hate that stuff.. People wonder why I dont go to movies and such until I know its a time when hardly anyone is there. Sadly I have also learned to take wetnaps with me...
No! The dreaded buzzkill. Today it was sponsored by the question "How is Chris?"
Bah. Now to go to bed and feel horrible.
I'm pleased to announce I will be seeing Mister Harry Pottah this evening. Solo. So what. Fuck off.
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Have fun...I have no money to do anything.
That just means no one is going to interrupt you by saying "Why did she say THAT? Why did he do that? What did he just say??
p.s. I prefer seeing movies alone. Alwaya have.
and no one is going to eat all your popcorn!
Let me know how you like it..it looks good.
I despise my second job. I am plotting to switch price tags and declare false sales to customers.
I wonder if it's because this is a second job that I am quicker to flip the bird? I already left my full name and employee id on the website saying that the website was basically shit and a poor way to command loyalty of a new employee...
Plus, after losing my check and speaking to me as if it were my fault, plus, said check not even breaking $70 for 8.5 hours of work... Shit, I do not recall my self esteem plummeting recently.
I think I'd be able to make more money giving blowjob promises under the thruway overpass.
How does this sound:
a) "Hey, baby -- want a blowjob?" (hand to mouth gesture)
b) "Hello sir, what brings you to fellatio way, today?" (hand to mouth gesture)
c) "Stop! Police! Drop your wallet!" (Hand to imaginary gun on hip gesture)
d) "Gee, Mister... I sure do wish I could make more than minimum wage this hour. Any suggestions?" (coy hand to pigtail gesture)
e) "BLOWJOBS FOR SALE!!!" (frantic gesturing)
Seriously? Why would I say it's all good when it simply is not good. Not good, at all.
And to come at me like you were my saving grace... *sigh*
Whatever, I'm not doing this. Not here. Not via phone. Definitely, no messenger pigeon.
*back to lurking*
Who could ever get mad at a chicken parm hero? Isn't it the given hero that never tastes bad when you order it? Well, what the fuck?!
I had earned this hero and was looking forward to it all week. So, after work, I did some quick grocery shopping while I waited for my order.
I should have known there would be an issue from the moment the stupid fucking kid behind the counter asks me if the stuffed shells I ordered were meant to have sauce and mozzarella?! Of course, I do a quick sideways canvass of the area looking for a TV crew... none.
"Erm, yeah... do people commonly order it without anything? I'll just take the hero, it's okay."
"No, no -- it'll take two minutes to put some cheese on it."
I'm just thinking how appetizing it sounds now that he offered to just sprinkle some magic shredded fairy-cheese and call it a day.
"Aww, let him do it. It'll taste better that way."
I look around with a quizzical "what the fuck are you even talking to me for" look, and I reply with a tough-as-nails "Okay."
It's because my dumb ass said that one word that I am not driving back there and causing a fight!
Grr... Anyhow, I get home and do my whole unwinding ritual done and I'm ready to eat. When I open the bag, a waft of steam kinda floated up and the bag looked like a homicide scene! There was sauce all over the place and the shells were halfway out of the container with magic fairy-cheese stuck to the lid.
Under it this hot sloppy mess, was my fucking hero. The lid just beginning to cave in with shells and sauce. I carefully took out the container and burned my hand. I kept holding on because I was sitting on the floor and the carpet is off-white. Yep.
After cleaning up the mess, I am thinking hateful shit about the restaurant and trying to talk myself into going there (15 minutes away from home... by car... when I'm the one driving...). Instead, I try to remember how I like sloppy food every so often.
The soggy hero had nothing to offer on approach to my mouth. Nothing, but a single hair that I noticed at the very last second. A second where I'd just gotten sauce and cheese on my tongue and decided I wanted to eat the stupid thing.
Snapping my mouth shut, I took the evil piece of hero and squooshed it in my hand, chucked it into the container and threw it away. I am violently pissed off.
Lesson learned: Never lie about earning a chicken parm hero.
YES! I am annoyed with you. You are not proactive and I have to worry about all the shit you should be stressing over. This makes no sense to me. Shouldn't your natural instinct be survival? Get with the progarm, already!
This friendship is becoming toxic. I am not Tchernobyll.
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I'm not stressed over this and my natural instincts are not kicking in.wtf Kourt........Its fine I wont say another word. Just another reason for m to be non socail, because the one's that say they are here for you no matter what.........You seem to forget that when your life went out the door i stayed up and talked and did what i could and listned and and all........ but what ever..........I Will NOT say another word.
r u nuts????????
*backs away slowly*
Extortion is wasted on me. Telling me you have added me as a friend and fav journal only to demand I return in kind? Surely, you jest.
My unpopularity is popularity enough for me, thanks.
Seriously, I will never ask anyone to fav me up. I want to appreciate the people that did it because they wanted to. I actually know everyone who has added me. I speak to 90% of them. I think that says a l'il bit about me.
Called out of work today. I'm too tired and I still have the second job later this evening. I told supervisor one (her new nickname) that I had to head into Manhattan to get some transcripts and junk, well, transferred... I'm only realizing now that she was not a fan of my educational cause (lie or otherwise) because all she could think to ask was whether or not I had days to take. You'd think that my being absent every month for the past year would just be a thing of the past since I managed to show up every day in June!! *grin*
Hey, seems I found something fun to do! Moonie was kind enough to let me have a page to play with in Existere. Well, I have started holding interviews and posting them... Hope they're as fun to read as doing them with random people through VR!
LOL, i need help...
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Uh -oh...I need to check our coven pages again...
Waits and hopes you want to interview someone from LBO. heh heh.
OMG...that was just too damn funny. Priceless! LOL!
YOU ARE CREEPY! LEAVE ME BE!
No, seriously, you are way creepy and now, I have to carry mase in the off-chance I ever encounter you. Do us both the favor and desist in requesting I add you as a friend, call you, IM you, PM you or acknowledge you in any fashion.
I may be single, but I am not desperate.
Now, go forth and fuck off.
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Uh that is a horrible thing to say about your brother shame on you Dutchy you are gonna hurt his wittle feelins.
Brendy would open a 16 o.z. can of Wup Ass over that! (Yes, cans come in 16, 20 and 48 oz sizes)
heeheehee
I carry a baton around with me along with the Army grade mace. It's water based and more concentrated than the crap civilians try to use.
Not only that but they've taught me how to fight and do take downs. I'm set...
Maybe you should take classes just to be on the safe side? ^_^
I already box and can grapple, just fine. That's why I said mace. I want to chase the perp with a spiked iron ball revolving around my head! Not season them with cayenne pepper.
Still, it does sound like you are very prepared for anti-grope initiatives, want a freelance job?!
lmao i love peeking into your life :)
Oh, mystic, honey -- don't you know it's peekers like you that draw attention to fantastically interesting and devastatingly gorgeous people such as myself?
I can become your own personal bounty hunter!!! =^-^=
Wow, lost a psycho and gained a bounty hunter! I am the most efficient journal entriest (new word, learn it!) EVER!
You are utterly cool, my dear...now past that 40 or beat someone over the head with it.
I hold my pen like a rusty scalpel
This old tool used to be a friend
Now, it waits to cut away muscle
And expose parts broken
Etching painful memories
So there is evidence of what was
Stenciling my life's tapestry
For all to see and discuss
It scratches out my epitaph
My legend not so much, but a tragedy
Words that tell of love, life and the aftermath
The map the leads to what's left of me
Whoa, thank you for beaming me back to Shaitan, Scotty! Now, to act ambivalent about the whole damn thing...
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Don't stress over it. With the new system and the way it is calculated you might bounce back & forth between levels quite a bit.
Remember that 1% bonus just for posting in your society forum. If you only post there once in a while that could be the cause of your status flopping back & forth.
Ahh, birra, the bringer of logic... and occasionally, COOKIES!
Jaysus Narcissistic Christ, people! I said it before, and I will say it ONCE MORE! Dance to the music... j/k
I WILL NOT LOOK AT YOUR PORTFOLIOS ANYMORE! It's bad enough I am lying about the 10's I hand out sometimes on profiles.
Shaitan today and Unregenerate again, tomorrow? WTF? I was halfway through my Shaitain status and today I am back to 87% of Unregen?
I read FAQ and went through the stat system, TWICE and to add to the confusion, I was added to a couple more friend/journal lists (thank you party people...)
So, why do they want to keep me down?!
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*pssst*....*whispers*....it's a conspiracy *nods*.
XDD Totally.
cancer is just doing his job as "da man" to keep you down.
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