Things I do not care for, in no particular order
• Shoving my hand into my purse only to have a bristle from my roundbrush stab me right under my cuticle.
• Multiple calls on my cell phone from sugary-sweet ambulance chasers.
• Five pounds of holiday weight gain, yeesh.
• Coming home to see a dude with multiple big garbage bags strapped to the roof of his not-too-shitty-looking van rooting in the dumpster.
• Not being able to cook.
• PMS.
• Multiple calls on my cell phone from sugary-sweet ambulance chasers.
• Five pounds of holiday weight gain, yeesh.
• Coming home to see a dude with multiple big garbage bags strapped to the roof of his not-too-shitty-looking van rooting in the dumpster.
• Not being able to cook.
• PMS.
Labels: Bitchy McComplainsalot, randomosity
2 Comments:
Well, yeah.
Yuck. Not a good day?
You need to shove your hand in your purse and answer your damn phone! LOL! Just kiddin'! I'll talk to you soon, hopefully!
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