
Grr I'm in such a bad mood. The only reason I didn't fly off the handle is because I was with Mrs Vagabond today, but ... check this out:
PACKED PACKED PACKED overground train. Bloody student crammed in near me sees his mate over there, so takes of his headphones and starts chatting to mate. BUT HE DOESN'T STOP HIS MUSIC - OH NO.
At one point, said student THEN comments to his mate when Hotel California comes on 'Oh my god - The Eagles! What more embarassing music could I HAVE blasting out of my headphones?!'
THEN FUCKING TURN THEM OFF YOU FUCKING FUCKING FUCKER FUCKING FUCKER!
Combined with the collective idiocy of Britons voting in facists and then bloody hippies continually whining about it while NEITHER FUCKING SIDE SEES THE IRONY, I am not having a good morning.
I'm sorry - do I seem tense?
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Wed 10 Jun 2009, 10:31,
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PACKED PACKED PACKED overground train. Bloody student crammed in near me sees his mate over there, so takes of his headphones and starts chatting to mate. BUT HE DOESN'T STOP HIS MUSIC - OH NO.
At one point, said student THEN comments to his mate when Hotel California comes on 'Oh my god - The Eagles! What more embarassing music could I HAVE blasting out of my headphones?!'
THEN FUCKING TURN THEM OFF YOU FUCKING FUCKING FUCKER FUCKING FUCKER!
Combined with the collective idiocy of Britons voting in facists and then bloody hippies continually whining about it while NEITHER FUCKING SIDE SEES THE IRONY, I am not having a good morning.
I'm sorry - do I seem tense?

Last night I had to bat away people with my newspaper so that a little old lady could get to an available seat on the panicky last tube. People are fucking awful. I wangled a company cab this morning which I hate myself for a little bit. Probably for the best though, I'm not safe in the mornings when in close proximity to cunts.
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Wed 10 Jun 2009, 10:41,
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