There's no place like home... bull-shit.

No your eyes do not deceive you, it is I! I thought it was about time I showed my face before you all got withdrawl symptoms. So where have I been? Well you know me busy, busy, busy. Busy eating, busy sleeping, and busy mopping about the house. Coz apparently all I'm good for according to my father, is baby sitting his fucking dog, who incidentally is really getting on my tits coz he's the biggest attention whore I've ever come across. And then there's my mother who keeps telling me I need structure and routine in my life and spends all time yapping at me to get a job. Which I would love coz it would mean I could get very far away from both of them and actually be with the one person who makes me happy. *sigh, sigh, fucking sigh*
Can you tell I'm not in the best of moods? Really? Am I that obvious? Oh well. Now onto better news. I think I broke my laptop. Well, I don't think it's broken, it's just being an absolute fucktart and trying to piss me off by not reformatting properly. And Acer themselves aren't helping with their fucking BIOS lock that they won't tell you the password to coz god forbid we would actually get something for free. Of course if I cough up £50 to them, they are only too happy to punch in that little password and reinstall XP for me. But, if I had £5o, do you really think I'd be wasting it on them? No no no no non no non no no non no.. What else?.. I had some other fantastical news.. Oh yes, my coccyx is still in pieces after over two weeks. Mucho pain in the arsal region (in more ways than one). Why was I given a tailbone? It's just one more thing for me to hurt.
Yeah, so all in all I'm a manic depressive with a sore ars- *ahem* tailbone. So how are you?! :P Pretty much the only good thing thats happened since I got home is I got to coo over a new wee baby. I love babies ^_^ Until they can walk and talk and then I lose interest. So as long as I can give it back at night, give it away when its a toddler, and not have to pop it out myself, I'm all for the babies. Awww, babies... Ugh, how freaky is this? Marzipan babies? What the faaak? Marzipan is mingy anyway. And since we're on the subject of babies and freakiness, have you ever seen this:
Arrrrrrrrrrrg! Remind me never to have children. Plus eww! Look at her tummy! If that's what children do to you then fuck that!
Can you tell I'm not in the best of moods? Really? Am I that obvious? Oh well. Now onto better news. I think I broke my laptop. Well, I don't think it's broken, it's just being an absolute fucktart and trying to piss me off by not reformatting properly. And Acer themselves aren't helping with their fucking BIOS lock that they won't tell you the password to coz god forbid we would actually get something for free. Of course if I cough up £50 to them, they are only too happy to punch in that little password and reinstall XP for me. But, if I had £5o, do you really think I'd be wasting it on them? No no no no non no non no no non no.. What else?.. I had some other fantastical news.. Oh yes, my coccyx is still in pieces after over two weeks. Mucho pain in the arsal region (in more ways than one). Why was I given a tailbone? It's just one more thing for me to hurt.
Yeah, so all in all I'm a manic depressive with a sore ars- *ahem* tailbone. So how are you?! :P Pretty much the only good thing thats happened since I got home is I got to coo over a new wee baby. I love babies ^_^ Until they can walk and talk and then I lose interest. So as long as I can give it back at night, give it away when its a toddler, and not have to pop it out myself, I'm all for the babies. Awww, babies... Ugh, how freaky is this? Marzipan babies? What the faaak? Marzipan is mingy anyway. And since we're on the subject of babies and freakiness, have you ever seen this:
Arrrrrrrrrrrg! Remind me never to have children. Plus eww! Look at her tummy! If that's what children do to you then fuck that!
3 Fools Pitied:
ur baby talk scares me
Lol, whyyyyy? :P
I'm just saying I love babies, I'm not saying I want one of my own.
But Cat Baby, what about our baby. Remember our little irish bundle of joy? Dont let the canadian come between us.
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