Marianne: "My fate-line is short as it can be. My palm is such an ill-fated thing. I'm afraid of what tomorrow may bring. My fate-line, my fate-line. Darling what do you think of my fate-line?"

Ferdinand: "What does it matter? It's fine, just fine. But your thigh-line is more in my line."

"My fate-line!"

"I love to hold it in my lap. Your thigh- ( Read more... )

I hate idiots.

Fuck.

Last night I dreamed that my sister died.
Peacefully and knowingly.

It was painful..

Unrelated: Procuring new technology can be quite nice.

Nothing seems as grand as it used to.

I want to go home.

My life got a little weirder today when Weird Al himself walked into my work with his very un-weird wife and child, stood in line for about 44 seconds, then walked out because it was too busy.

On a completely unrelated and less-weird note:

God damn it!

My life is weird.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

weekend

[week, end]

don't let me down.

I think my boss is in jail.
If he's not there, he's dead.

I have to go back and work for five more hours now.
Damn it.