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21 November 2007 @ 09:12 am
wayback wedneday: shutup!shutup!shutup!shutup!shutup!shutup!shutup!  
I didn't think I was hungover until the read/writing of computer's harddrive became unbearably loud to me. And now two women talking about their children a couple cubicles away sound like they're shouting. Possibly they actually are shouting. I think parents of small children sometimes forget how to properly modulate their voices.

Apparently, it's important to me that I shift the blame for how I'm feeling onto innocent mothers rather than blaming my own sweet self or those darling little rum-and-gingers from last night.

 
 
Listening to: Bob Dylan - "Country Pie"
 
 
 
ghibli_geek on November 21st, 2007 03:21 pm (UTC)
WHAT? WHAT IS THAT, YOU SAY? WOMEN SPEAKING LOUDLY OF THEIR CHILDREN? MADNESS!!! Seriously, I force us all to speak in whispers around here. Everyone outside the home has to adjust their ear horns just to pick up what I'm saying, so quiet is my whisper, and occasionally, how conspiratorial my theories.
orcaarroworcaarrow on November 21st, 2007 09:34 pm (UTC)
I hope that you had fun getting into this state.

Have a happy Thanksgiving.
everybody hates a tourist.dynamine on November 22nd, 2007 03:51 am (UTC)
i think lee was in the same state as you were this morning....

also, we do SPEAK LOUDER NOW. wait. what? was i shouting? are you sure??
Kegboy: Arr!kegboy on November 24th, 2007 06:49 am (UTC)
Rum and gingers or not.. its been 2 mornings that I've woken up to no ass. Your asses are what makes the badness of the day bearable.

2 days!

TWO!
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: serious monkeyassmonkeydiary on November 26th, 2007 03:45 pm (UTC)
Heh... the management apologizes for any and all inconveniences our customers have suffered during our temporary outage.