Oh, so next time I should keep the kissing and frottage to myself?
Oh, yeah, like that would happen.
Made it home fine. Cut out a little early and had no trouble. I think it's one of those things where the more you worry about it, the less actually happens, so you look like an overreacting dumbass.
Is it too early for Fernet? I'm about to go into a conference call for a work project that has me so angry I've been crying off and on all afternoon. If I pick up the phone right now I'm going to lose it on these people.
Is it ever too early for Fernet?
(Don't look at me like that, Zenkitty...)
I'm going home and had planned on a nap.
Now I'm thinking....ummm, Fernet.
Maybe both.
Look at you, hell; the mere thought of Fernet makes my eyes water.
Someone posted a comment in my LJ calling me a whore. That's interesting.
I'll trade you a whore for a plagiarist.
And now only one of them has bothered to join the motherfucking call?
Yeah, I should have anonymous commenting disabled, except I had a friend who used to comment who didn't have an LJ, so I knew anonymous comments were from him. But he has an LJ now, so I should just disable. This certainly wasn't him.
It isn't really bothering me. Much. I wrote a long pensive essay and I suspect maybe this jerk read three sentences in and made a judgment and is a moron.