Lately I find myself contemplating how exactly I managed to fuck up my life to this extent. Four years ago, I never would have pictured myself still living in Florida, toiling incessantly on some dull and fruitless project for an equally vapid supervisor whom I despise, attending classes that have little relevance to my field of interest, not to
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Hell, round about now I'd welcome a natural diaster or two but noooo... I live in Britain, where the only natural diasters we have just make life slightly uncomfortable.
Even the unnatural disasters, like the government or the pro-hunting lobby, are just plain boring. [incidently, prohunting lobbyistas complaining that 98% of the population wanting to stop this barbaric sport of a few rich, aristocratic yobs, is "undemocratic"?!! get real!]
Hmm, maybe what we need round here is some mad genius to unleash a man-made apocolypse..... *evil grin*
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Either way, it ought to be banned. If your idea of fun is getting up at 3:00 in the UNGODLY EARLY MORNING when the temperature is below 0 on the KELVIN SCALE, just to go chase a deer around a forest somewhere, then you clearly need some serious conseling!! People say to me "its not about the meat, but rather its about the thrill of the hunt!" Well, I get my meat at the supermarket, and "the thrill of the hunt" comes from searching for that elusive shopping cart that isn't missing a wheel!
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As for the man-made apocalypse, I think you're just the man for the job.
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And it lasts for aeons.
Yup, it's a word. Eat it.
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I especially like the guy whe tried to extract money and your bank account info to apply for a "modeling opportunity." He's not the brightest chap.
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Aww! That's my comment.
For some reason the brunette in the trailer trash picture reminded me of you, except of course you're much more attractive, classier, thinner etc (don't kill me!).
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