there’s a swelling of undirected rage boiling up from within me today. i have yet to discover a true cause or an appropriate outlet for it, so i’m simmering uncomfortably, hating everything around me.
i’m annoyed that i was on the phone for too long last night and not even with the one person i actually wanted to talk to on the phone. i’m annoyed that i didn’t manage to finish my assignment because i was on the phone for too long last night. i’m annoyed that everyone is talking when all i want is some silence to think. i’m annoyed that there’s a fucking giant spider somewhere in the south-west corner of my apartment (at least that’s the direction it was headed after i gave it an insufficent shot of raid) and i’m now afraid it’s going to attack me or something else ridiculous. i’m annoyed that i have all these obligations this week. i’m annoyed that i’m poor. i’m annoyed that i’m overtired. i’m annoyed that i have to go to school tonight. i’m annoyed with my job. i’m annoyed with my coworkers. i’m annoyed with my hair and my chair and my glasses and my car and my brain and my body and the clouds and this bra.
apricots look like fuzzy, little, orange bums.
YOU BUMLOOKER!
:D
and the lord spaketh: spray ye not thy eight legged brothers for tis truely their nature to avoid ye and seek out the plague of horrible insects that the idolators have brough upon down upon the righteous.