I am grumpy and itchy.
More computer shite at work. arrrrrggghhhhh.
Itchy. Can't wear pants, my preferred clothing; every morning it's oh god, I have to to figure out what to wear, another skirt or dress when I. Just. Don't. Feel. Like. Dresses or skirts. I want to wear my paaaantsssssssss! And, even with a skirt--itchy! Goddamn. Motherfuck. Grrrrrr. Stinking universe.
Yo, drivers, if it's raining hard and there are big puddles along the curb, DO NOT speed by the people waiting at the bus stop. You will freaking drench them, okay? I sometimes drive, I have a license; but as a mainly pedestrian/public transit user who doesn't own a car, I feel qualified to say that as a group, drivers are some of the most motherfuckingest worthless assholes around. Car culture SUCKS.
Gimme that big mace-thing of Hawkgirl's. I want to SMASH things to fucking smithereens.
More computer shite at work. arrrrrggghhhhh.
Itchy. Can't wear pants, my preferred clothing; every morning it's oh god, I have to to figure out what to wear, another skirt or dress when I. Just. Don't. Feel. Like. Dresses or skirts. I want to wear my paaaantsssssssss! And, even with a skirt--itchy! Goddamn. Motherfuck. Grrrrrr. Stinking universe.
Yo, drivers, if it's raining hard and there are big puddles along the curb, DO NOT speed by the people waiting at the bus stop. You will freaking drench them, okay? I sometimes drive, I have a license; but as a mainly pedestrian/public transit user who doesn't own a car, I feel qualified to say that as a group, drivers are some of the most motherfuckingest worthless assholes around. Car culture SUCKS.
Gimme that big mace-thing of Hawkgirl's. I want to SMASH things to fucking smithereens.