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Rain, rain and rain...
Sep. 22nd, 2004 11:32 amWhere did all those sunny, golden leafed autumn days go?
This must be one of the most boring Septembers in Uppsala I have experienced in years!
I'm in a foul mood today, and I hate being like that. You know...going around in the food store thinking evil thoughts about your fellow citizens.
Like this for instance: she certainly gives the expression "a bad hair day" new meaning..., or: whoa! Don't we just look like the archetype of a child molester..., or: we-ell little tinkerbell, just get yourself a regular job and we'll see how goth you are in a few years!.
Or, the nasty little speed words about perfectly normal people who walk by, just basically like a silent tourette's syndrome in my brain: impotent, bitch-wannabee, pompous alpha-male, kiss-ass wing man or anorexic sweater-girl with pants half down her ass...
I'm a lovely person, yes I am too!
In defense, I had a rotten morning. I have a sore throat and a mild fever and had to drag my ass to the other end of town in pouring rain, to get my bike that the county mini-nazis confiscated because it was supposedly wrongly parked. (all the bike racks in this town are always full, how the fuck is a person supposed to park??)
After paying the fee, getting a lecture from a peon-level limp dick gamma-male with alpha delusions and a daddy-syndrome, I had to walk most of the way home, because my dear friend Leif, who has used the bike the whole summer, forgot that I unlike him, don't have 2 meter long legs.
And the drying machine in the laundry room is broken. And I'm siiiick.
And I have a 10 page paper write until sunday.
Also I need to go buy cheese cake ingredients, candy, wine and steaks for my birthday party on Sunday. I think my friend Sofia will help me with her car come Friday. Perhaps a nap and painkillers to get fever down. Yes drugs and sleep.
But first, go vote, for the heck of it if nothing else: http://www.betavote.com/
This must be one of the most boring Septembers in Uppsala I have experienced in years!
I'm in a foul mood today, and I hate being like that. You know...going around in the food store thinking evil thoughts about your fellow citizens.
Like this for instance: she certainly gives the expression "a bad hair day" new meaning..., or: whoa! Don't we just look like the archetype of a child molester..., or: we-ell little tinkerbell, just get yourself a regular job and we'll see how goth you are in a few years!.
Or, the nasty little speed words about perfectly normal people who walk by, just basically like a silent tourette's syndrome in my brain: impotent, bitch-wannabee, pompous alpha-male, kiss-ass wing man or anorexic sweater-girl with pants half down her ass...
I'm a lovely person, yes I am too!
In defense, I had a rotten morning. I have a sore throat and a mild fever and had to drag my ass to the other end of town in pouring rain, to get my bike that the county mini-nazis confiscated because it was supposedly wrongly parked. (all the bike racks in this town are always full, how the fuck is a person supposed to park??)
After paying the fee, getting a lecture from a peon-level limp dick gamma-male with alpha delusions and a daddy-syndrome, I had to walk most of the way home, because my dear friend Leif, who has used the bike the whole summer, forgot that I unlike him, don't have 2 meter long legs.
And the drying machine in the laundry room is broken. And I'm siiiick.
And I have a 10 page paper write until sunday.
Also I need to go buy cheese cake ingredients, candy, wine and steaks for my birthday party on Sunday. I think my friend Sofia will help me with her car come Friday. Perhaps a nap and painkillers to get fever down. Yes drugs and sleep.
But first, go vote, for the heck of it if nothing else: http://www.betavote.com/
