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[21 May 2012|08:33pm] |
Apparently some lady left her baby near a washing machine and then walked away. The baby drowned. I really really don't get people. Oh then in a related article, there's an actual video of some dipshit who's at a laundromat and physically put his kid in the washing machine and turned it on. Then realized that he couldn't just hit stop and open the door and take the kid out.
I could go on and on about the stupidness of parents and how they shouldn't be allowed to have kids. I'll just smack things instead.
I got hit in the tit by a can of peas that were thrown at me. Then the whole trailer park went fuck nuts because of some idiots who can't keep their domestic violence inside. To be fair, I'm the first person to jump into a fight, that's just me. But a can of peas to the tits fucking hurts.
I'm going on vacation though, so that'll be good. Hopefully I'll stay out of jail or the hospital.
Oh that eclipse was pretty cool. I've also seen the Avengers I think like 5 or 6 times now. I stopped counting. I'm still going to divorce Patrick and marry Captain America.
The summary of this post? Don't throw cans at people and don't leave your kids in the laundry room. This has been a PSA.
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[21 Apr 2012|12:20pm] |
Here's a newsflash. Putting lots of confetti into packages and envelopes is never any fun. For anyone. It's not fun for the people who open them, it's not fun for the people who have to pass the letters on and get glitter and confetti everywhere because you wanted your package to sparkle or whatever. And I know people do it on purpose to piss someone off.
Do you know how much glitter I had to clean up today? It's like I was bathed in it and then went on to be a vampire in some shitty novel. It's fucking ridiculous. No one wants glitter all over, okay? No one. Even if five year olds really like it, eventually they go 'What the fuck is this shit?' and try to get it off.
On another note: IT IS ALMOST TIME FOR THE AVENGERS. I'm trying so hard not to look at spoilers. If you tell me spoilers, I will hunt you down. But yeah I'm a tiny bit excited. I don't usually get excited about movies.
I've just been waiting for this one for a long ass time.
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[14 Apr 2012|03:35pm] |
Late notice and all but!
Birthday drinks down at the bar. Come down if you want to.
Almost forgot what day it was.
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[13 Feb 2012|03:59pm] |
Why does everything with Valentine's Day have to be pink? I mean why can't people make things in other colors besides that? It's frustrating. I hate pink. That's my only real objection to Valentine's Day. Otherwise, I could give a fuck less. Just too much pink. Everywhere.
I've been teaching myself to cook. More than I cook before. I'm getting better I think. Though I'm thinking about trying out for that Worst Cooks in America, but I think I'm not the worst. Patrick hasn't complained about my food before. But I found out that cooking makes me feel better. Eating it afterward makes me feel any better. I want to be on the fucking Food Network, and take out Rachael Ray. That's acceptable, right?
Hey Patrick. We should you know. Set a date or something. Since everyone else is. Or we could just run away to Vegas. Again.
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[06 Jan 2012|05:44pm] |
I guess it's okay to say something now. So uh.. I'm getting married. To Patrick. I even got a ring at Christmas.
I don't know what else to say about that exactly. I'm sure like all of you know anyway since things never stay quiet in this town.
The post office is so quiet, it's kind of crazy. It's like everyone has just decided not to send anything because they sent so much during the holidays. I'm very grateful.
I still want a new job though. I just don't know where or what. Maybe I'll just go back to school and become a shrink. That would be hilarious, right?
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