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things that have been pissing me off lately:
-scenester dancing. you know what i mean. that stupid repetitive knee jangle. sometimes they'll spice things up and alternate the leg. keep that shit in the croatian cultural centre
-weekends that aren't long enough. two measly days? that doesn't cut it. who do they think i am, lorenzo di medici? i need like 5 days: one to sleep in and do nothing, one to go out and be productive, one to recover from the previous day, one to get depressed about how the weekend is almost over, and another one because i like things to end on multiples of five. fuck, if it were really up to me weekends would be 25 days long
-blondie. it occurred to me a while ago, that if blondie were a band that came out around now, noone (i mean, noone who knows anything about anything) would like them. they suck.
-that one fucking song that goes "you're beautiful" makes me want to stick a pencil in my eardrum. thank god the general public seems to have gotten over this song because if i heard it one more time i would have personally killed the singer with a blunt object
-cilantro. i hate to admit that i've seen the movie jackass (...i liked it. and not even a little bit. i liked it a lot) but that part where they squirted mustard all over that one guy and he's like "there's two things i can't stand and they are mustard and period blood" i totally felt what he was saying, except i don't mind mustard too much. his mustard is my cilantro. FUCKING CILANTRO. why does it exist? it tastes like dick.
-the names craig, danny, trent, marv, and jeff. i can't explain why. it's not even that i've had bad experiences with people with these names. but i can guarantee that if you're named any of these, you're probably busted and i wouldn't touch you, in any sort of sexual context, with a ten foot pole. and a radiation suit. speaking of which, i really want a radiation suit. i just have this feeling that it may be very useful someday
-anyone with a myspace. do i really have to explain this one?
-ugly people. still. i was reminded of this by the most recent episode of america's next top model. that girl jade... i'm not even exaggerating, when i see her face, all kinds of sick juices come shooting up my throat. i find her appearance offensive. her personality is vomit inducing too, but does anyone really care about personality? i don't.
so i guess it's pretty safe to assume that i hate a lot of things.
-scenester dancing. you know what i mean. that stupid repetitive knee jangle. sometimes they'll spice things up and alternate the leg. keep that shit in the croatian cultural centre
-weekends that aren't long enough. two measly days? that doesn't cut it. who do they think i am, lorenzo di medici? i need like 5 days: one to sleep in and do nothing, one to go out and be productive, one to recover from the previous day, one to get depressed about how the weekend is almost over, and another one because i like things to end on multiples of five. fuck, if it were really up to me weekends would be 25 days long
-blondie. it occurred to me a while ago, that if blondie were a band that came out around now, noone (i mean, noone who knows anything about anything) would like them. they suck.
-that one fucking song that goes "you're beautiful" makes me want to stick a pencil in my eardrum. thank god the general public seems to have gotten over this song because if i heard it one more time i would have personally killed the singer with a blunt object
-cilantro. i hate to admit that i've seen the movie jackass (...i liked it. and not even a little bit. i liked it a lot) but that part where they squirted mustard all over that one guy and he's like "there's two things i can't stand and they are mustard and period blood" i totally felt what he was saying, except i don't mind mustard too much. his mustard is my cilantro. FUCKING CILANTRO. why does it exist? it tastes like dick.
-the names craig, danny, trent, marv, and jeff. i can't explain why. it's not even that i've had bad experiences with people with these names. but i can guarantee that if you're named any of these, you're probably busted and i wouldn't touch you, in any sort of sexual context, with a ten foot pole. and a radiation suit. speaking of which, i really want a radiation suit. i just have this feeling that it may be very useful someday
-anyone with a myspace. do i really have to explain this one?
-ugly people. still. i was reminded of this by the most recent episode of america's next top model. that girl jade... i'm not even exaggerating, when i see her face, all kinds of sick juices come shooting up my throat. i find her appearance offensive. her personality is vomit inducing too, but does anyone really care about personality? i don't.
so i guess it's pretty safe to assume that i hate a lot of things.
posted by erin at 4:51 PM
3 Comments:
I love you Erin because you always make me laugh. Reading that post gave me panty puddles. Well, maybe not because I don't have panties on so it's kind of just dribbling down my right leg. =\
Sorry for sounding like "Kreepy Yellowfever Lustingforlittlegirls Erectwhiletalkingtoaznppl" for a moment there.
*note: capitals
frankie that's digusting...
"i would have personally killed the singer with a blunt object" i dooubt you were trying to involve a pun in there or not, but the guy who sings it is james blunt... lol
i just spent the last two minutes thinking of how i could write how much i love you in this measly little blogging box. the thing is, oh erin, almighty one of wit and rant, words cannot simply describe your bitchin'-ness. squeeeeeeee! i love you erin kim.
... more than wankie.
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