I need an outlet for the things that tick me off. Unless you're all angels, I'm sure you do, too.
1. Jeans. Seriously, w.t.f? You'd think that designers would make a pair of jeans that would fit me. Jeans never fit both my waist and my thighs/butt. Never. It's enough to make me climb the clocktower.
2. This laptop. It's a slow-ass bastard and requires patience. I have none.
3. The buttmunches who pass me in a no-passing zone as I'm driving. Yes, I know my car is teeny. It's awesome. It's also going 5 mph over the speed limit. I am not driving slowly. Just because I have a small car does not mean that you get to be a bigger dickwad.
Please feel free to add and keep the drama to a minimum.![]()



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