Saturday, June 30, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Blockheads Never Cease
It's just a matter of selfish RUDE RUDE RUDE PEOPLE!!! The woman didn't even open her eyes. She fained like she was asleep. Yea right my ass. Finally a young man at a nearby seat arose and offered the man his seat. The old man sat down and thanked him. To you 4 people (selfish blockheads) sitting on the express train.... I hope your actions today come back to BITE YOU ON YOUR ASSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope karma gives you all a taste of your own medicine one day soon, cuz...........what goes around comes around!
Observation: Clueless arrogant prats exist in all colors, sizes, genders and religions. And I blame the parents!
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Oh My Aching Finger!!!
I'm not afraid, but Geeze that's radical for a person who just wacked her hand on a gate. I need a hamburger. I haven't had a nice big juicy greesy burger in yonks. That'll be my weekend treat. Yippee!!!! It'll go straight to my ass and I wont be so upset about the painful finger. I'll have more pain when I see my fat ass in the mirror!!!!
Saturday, June 09, 2007
THAT'S IT. NO MORE HELPING PEOPLE.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I just wanna scream. My colleague Evie is trying to make me crazy.
She's moving AGAIN, and is calling me to help.
OH FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD! Puhlease people stop calling me to bust my back and fingers.
I am too old to go up and down flights of stairs with boxes. I am too old to be taking chairs and end tables and lamps up and down stairs.
Be a grown up and hire a moving company. To do your packing and to box your stuff and to MOVE you.
People out there. When your friends are over 40 have some mercy. Stop being such a cheapskate and inconsiderate. As I said before. Be a grown up and cough up the dough. YOU HAVE MONEY FOR EVERYTHING ELSE don't you?
IE:Cigarettes, the weekend six pack, take out, the movies.... need I say more?
I'm not killing myself for people anymore. I helped her pack last night and after hunching over, putting stuff in boxes for two hours my back is fucked AGAIN.
It was not easy having a jacked up finger as well (see next blog) tissue papering plates and glasses.
Evie, you owe me $40 bucks for the osteopath!
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
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