Reactionary

I hate real life. It chews you up and spits you out more often than it does you good. The girl in the video isn’t me. Bu it’s funny because this is exactly the way I felt before I left for vacation. She needs to get to Europe and take a lot of pictures and have a lot of fun. That’s what I did. I’m now mired in P.E.D. (Post-European Depression) but I’m definitely less frayed than I was before I left. That’s the exact word, actually. Frayed. Even small annoyances are enough to push you over.

I wish i could do a video confessional about work, but a) I’d probably get sued, b) it would be way too long to hold anyone’s interest because I have a lot more quibbles than this person. and c) I’D GET SUED. I work for a humorless facist state.

P.S. I must say this because I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t. Dear Tamale girl, it’s “they’re” not “their”. “They’re”= “they are”. “Their” denotes ownership. I hate when people do this so much!

P.P.S. YouTube rocks.

P.P.P.S. Yes, I’ve been paid to blog. Get off your high moral ground. I have bills to pay.

Posted on October 30th, 2006 under General •  Print •  Email • RSS 2.0 feed • Leave a response, or trackback