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Thursday
Jun232005

The Recreational Vehicle of Bitchiness

I have this vaguely amusing post in my head all about being annoyed. Why I'm right snappy. Why I was forced to eat in crabbiness defense an entire medium pizza with dip and why it irrationally irritates me that 1) pizzas have dips and 2) that I had to pick one. As well as a list of who's particular fault(s) it is(are) that I am so chafed.

Partly because I woke up this morning irked, got to work vexed and proceeded to downright aggravation by the time little miss psychotic cheerfulness tithead decided to act like my boss ONE MORE TIME.

Besides which, there are little exasperating pieces of dissolving stitches falling out of the inside of my lip and my nose. I am utterly resentful of being exhausted. Riled and roiled at the utter fuckwittedness of almost every inhuman being I had to interact with today. And miffed at that goddamned boy.

So, in the interests of the greater good of peace and goodwill to all men, the vaguely amusing post is being held over on account Jen's peevishness.

Have a nice evening.

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Reader Comments (4)

"little miss psychotic cheerfulness tithead"

Can I borrow this one??? Pleeeeeeeeaaaaase?

:-)
June 23, 2005 | Unregistered CommenterJen, also
borrow away, my dear.

I'm always a big fan of peevish entries, so have at 'er iffin' ya needs ta.
June 23, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterspecial k
"miss psychotic cheerfulness tithead"...that cracked me the hell up.

it's also the residual full-moon + solstice = weirdness that is making you (and me) and everyone else just a wee fucking bit nutso.
June 24, 2005 | Unregistered Commenterjames
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