Arachne in Blunderland
And the Attacks Continue...
Saturday, August 12, 2006
We're up to four days now...
Four days of ridiculous amounts of emotion...al breakdownage.
And now, the bright speck on our horizon, the one thing we've been looking forward to theses past few weeks?
Vanished.
Dissipated.
Gone...
Let's cry a little more, shall we?
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Last night I was subjected to torture in the form of four small children.
Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE children? How much I loathe them?
And don't give me that 'well, you used to be one' bullshit either. There is no way possible I was ever THAT horrific.
And today?
Today I was told that unless my friends were going (and by going they meant taking me along) to the HAtP concert tonight, I can't go.
I can't go...
I'm not blaming this on any of you of course... I'm blaming this on Cell Phones.
WHAT'S THE POINT OF HAVING THE DAMN THING IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO ANSWER IT!?
Sometimes, I just wish I could go back to sleep...
*Brined*
We're up to four days now...
Four days of ridiculous amounts of emotion...al breakdownage.
And now, the bright speck on our horizon, the one thing we've been looking forward to theses past few weeks?
Vanished.
Dissipated.
Gone...
Let's cry a little more, shall we?
********************
Last night I was subjected to torture in the form of four small children.
Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE children? How much I loathe them?
And don't give me that 'well, you used to be one' bullshit either. There is no way possible I was ever THAT horrific.
And today?
Today I was told that unless my friends were going (and by going they meant taking me along) to the HAtP concert tonight, I can't go.
I can't go...
I'm not blaming this on any of you of course... I'm blaming this on Cell Phones.
WHAT'S THE POINT OF HAVING THE DAMN THING IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO ANSWER IT!?
Sometimes, I just wish I could go back to sleep...
*Brined*