Disclaimer: this post includes foul language which might be offensive to some audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Or something. 'Cause bad language wouldn't be a first here, but we must be PC cause well, you never know whose virgin eyes might end up here...
And now I have to re-write my title cause that little disclaimer episode totally screwed up the rythme.
You know what really pisses me off?
Well, I'm a tell y'all...
What really pisses me off is when the (looooong !!!) meme post I was working on today - and I really put work in it an' it was long and it was convoluted an' it was entertaining as all hell, though you'll have to take my word for that - which I saved as a draft because I wasn't quite finished (maybe 5 more minutes work...) and then came back to for the finishing touches...
has been deleted by Blogger.
(sorry for fucktard, but for some reason I love that nasty nasty word and have always wanted to use it somewhere. Blogger doing this to me is the perfect occasion. Fucktard!)
It annoys me to no end to work my little ass off for nothing (ok, big, yes Blogger my ass? it is BIG and if it sits on you it'll quash the miserable little cyber life right out of you, you evil assclown troll of the innernetses). Hell, I do that every day at the office, out there in the Twilight Zone, the whole working thing. For what? What I ask you? To what end? What's the damn point of that?
The last thing I need is to do the same thing in real life.
It might not be so bad, but it's fucking February (note the alliteration). I hate February and it hates me right back. AND it's in cahoots with Blogger to make my life a living hell. It is. Yes indeed.
You might not believe me but I KNOW. February and Blogger - twin terrorists of winter and the innertubes...
But y'all? I loveses, you i does, y'allses is my precisoussses
Christ I need a drink. At least then I'd have a reason for being incoherent.