I've just sat in the fucking freezing cold for 4 hours waiting for a fucking parcel that hasn't turned up. I have a spliting headache, I don't feel well, and life FUCKING sucks! Garr, I just want to curl up in a ditch and die.
(Letheis carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Mon 15 Dec 2003, 21:28,
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Compo it.
(goatthinks you're shit,
Mon 15 Dec 2003, 21:29,
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I don't like text only compos.
watermelon. I can't sleep either. Oh watermelon all this. I'm going to close my eyes, and count to ten, and then everything will be better. I really hate disappointment.
(Letheis carrying a spade. SPANG.,
Mon 15 Dec 2003, 21:30,
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I believe it was Samuel Clements who said:
"When angry, count four. When very angry, swear."
I suggest ringing up someone you don't like and cursing them. Like the parcel delivery company.
(goatthinks you're shit,
Mon 15 Dec 2003, 21:33,
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Admit it
you had your head in the fridge, in an attempt to show people that you can really commit suicide like this.