RANDOM IRRITATED MUSINGS BECAUSE MY BACK HURTS
AND I HAVE A HEADACHE AND I WANT TO SHARE THE PAIN
Should of. Would of. Could of. NO. Stop it. It makes my eyes bleed. Should’ve or should have. Would’ve or would have. Could’ve or could have. YES. Farking contractions, people. It’s not that difficult.
Bitching at me over and over and over will not get you fed any sooner, cat, and I’m starting to get mentally twitchy at the sound of your voice tonight. YOU WILL NOT STARVE TO DEATH IN THE NEXT 40 MINUTES.
Any article (or talking heads on TV) saying “the male penis.” As opposed to what? WHO ELSE HAS ONE?
This election cycle. It’s disheartening to realize how many people I know are racist and xenophobic, and they have no clue.
No, it’s more than disheartening. It’s making me sad.
Seriously, cat, I will not let you starve.
Pizza rolls. They should be low cal. So that I can eat 20 at a time. Yes, I know I’m complaining about the cat wanting to eat while contemplating junk food.
I want to reach through the TV and punch Donald Trump. I want to punch his supporters even more. I realize this is a horrible thought. The difference between them and me is, I think, the fact I am willing to admit it’s a horrible thought upon which I would never act nor expect anyone else to condone.
Matthew Gray Gubler’s hair. Dude, you’re a fine actor and I like you on Criminal Minds, but freaking wash and comb your hair more than twice a year.
I’ll feed you.
I totally get to have ice cream once you're fed...