This one's for Hather.

I know in my head it's Sunday. But I got to work tonight. Don't wanna. First Sunday I've worked since I been here. Work tonight and tomorrow. Then got one day off. Then work. I think. Feels odd. It's Monday, but it's not.

Ok, so how do I turn off pop-ups on firefox?? Cos these pop-ups, even when I close them, the audio continues. Now, that just sucks.

No wonder Michael Jackson had no money. He gets/got it from his family. TWO autopsies?? Really?? Only idiots spend money like that.

And was sick of hearing about him two hours after he croaked off. Am well and truely sick of hearing about him now.

Freaking pedophile. I still can not listen to his music.

Rain, blessed rain. :)








Today's high: 100 F

dying.

Mowed the grass with the new push mower...the person powered mower...not the gas mower. Easy to start. Well. Mostly.

*whew* is hot.


M-o-o-n...that spells done with mowing!

The people I work with are worpped...warrped..warped..??? Off.

The Michael Jackson jokes they are coming up with. Damn. Hysterical. And just...OFF. I posted the ones I remember on FaceBook. *snicker* I ain't right either.

Pedophile dies and kids are safe again.

and I'll make sweeping generalizations if I want to. I will also short hand an entire converstaion. Mostly because I don't expect anyone to have so much interest in what I got to say that I got to fully explain myself.


Know what else? If you think I am talking about YOU, then YOU got to much fucking time on your hands. You lot would be amazed, AMAZED I tell you, at how little time I spend actually thinking about you and what you are doing. Did I mention you specifically in my post?? Then something you said or did stood out. IF I did NOT mention you specifically in my post, then I was NOT talking about YOU. Jesus.


Get the fuck over yourselves. I was NOT, AM not, talking to YOU or about YOU. And if you think I was, re-read the first sentence in this paragraph. ANd re-read the above paragraph as well.


AND then fucking BITE ME.


I am well aware that I am a walking, talking contradiction. Don't like it?? Then why are you hangin about with me anyway?? I am and always will be flat honest. I will lay it out for you. ONCE. And then I am bored and moving on. And I will NOT repeat myself because YOU are pushing for a fight.

And this is where I say that all of the above applies to this journal and anyone reading it.

Don't like it? Don't read it.


Fucking bite me.

My poor aching feet. Still can not get my wireless to work. Stupid Linksys. Bet I have to buy another box to get it to work. If that's the case I got the one I travel with here somewhere. Will just use it. Not like I'm traveling right now.

Oh dear God. I am going to turn off LJ for the rest of the day. It's getting out of hand!!