Not as bad.
Not nearly. Lake's
an asshole, no question, but I wouldn't call him abusive, the way Jonathan was. And Michelle seems to at least understand that she's not in the world's greatest marriage -- if the best thing you can think of to say in your exit interview is "It works for us, and we're doing our best," there are problems beyond the stress of the race. But Victoria never said a single bad word about Jonathan, which I found far more disturbing.
Fucking fuck. They are fucking jackhammering the road outside my apartment window and it is fucking MIDNIGHT. Jackhammering! Who the fuck jackhammers a residential street at midnight?! For two nights in a row?!
Today is not customer service day for me. I call a place that Burrell had recommended for pizza. They don't deliver to where I live, and give me a new number. I call the second number, place an order, wait an hour and call back. Oh, no, they don't deliver to where I live either. Whoever could have given them my number??
Who the fuck cares? Who's the jackhole that TOOK MY ORDER & MY PHONE NUMBER and had it vanish into the ether? Apparently their driver will drop off a pizza on his way home, but fuck. I'm just lolling here with the worst migraine I've had in weeks, waiting for food I don't have to prepare myself.
Also not my day today.
eta: Though I'd rather be missing a pizza than have bon's problem.
Very much the Magical Negro Drag Queen, with a hearty side helping of Gay People Are So Nice And Funny And Helpful As Long As We Can Pretend They Don't Ever Actually Have Sex.)
See, I'm pretty much fine as long as they're not having sex with me. Because whether male or female, one of us is going to be deeply disappointed.
Fucking fuck. They are fucking jackhammering the road outside my apartment window and it is fucking MIDNIGHT. Jackhammering! Who the fuck jackhammers a residential street at midnight?! For two nights in a row?!
Maybe it's the Mafia on an image improvement drive. You know, replacing "Tonight, you sleep with the fishes" with "Tonight, you sleep with great difficulty."
Why is there stupid spy music on 24?
Fucking fuck. They are fucking jackhammering the road outside my apartment window and it is fucking MIDNIGHT. Jackhammering! Who the fuck jackhammers a residential street at midnight?! For two nights in a row?!
I thought the construction around me sucked.
I think you're into "not a judge in the land" territory there, bon. Got a chainsaw?
Fucking fuck. They are fucking jackhammering the road outside my apartment window and it is fucking MIDNIGHT. Jackhammering! Who the fuck jackhammers a residential street at midnight?! For two nights in a row?!
They spent two nights last week resurfacing my street (well, ripping off the old surface, haven't so much replaced it yet.) It's probably something along those 'not frelling traffic' lines.
Why is there stupid spy music on 24?
Are banjoes involved?
Uh oh. I just got an image of the voice-over guy from
Dukes of Hazzard
doing
24
instead. Punishment is swift and merciless!
Why is there stupid spy music on 24?
I think the composer got bored. They've been sort of edging towards that music all season, and I think this week they just said "Fuck it, we're doing the James Bond twangy thing."