By the way, I think my freezer might be possessed by the devil.
What in the world is wrong with some people?
I guess we should all be thankful that the little guy will be okay. And speaking of giving thanks, happy Thanksgiving to all of my American friends out there.
(Warning: The video is very disturbing.)
You know, the police are telling the public to withhold from making judgements until after the results of the inquest are released. But I still can't help but feel extremely saddened and troubled. I'm sorry. That's just what it is.
Rest in peace, Mr. Dziekanski.
Note to prospective suitors: Please do not smoke. Ever. It is disgusting.
Have you ever had one of those days where you absolutely NEED to go out and get essential items (like food), but you just really don't want to? Just me then? Okay.
And, finally... I can't believe you don't shut up:
Hardwood flooring in the sleeping/living area, an actual bath tub and oven, and no roommates. I knew it was too good to be true.
Those are the neighbours. INSIDE THEIR PLACE NEXT DOOR WITH THE DOOR CLOSED.
Good grief.
I can't write thirty pages by tomorrow. I have been battling a migraine since Friday, due to the landlady's brother making a continuous racket outside. Earplugs don't help much, and I hope you'll understand why:
I'm going to suffer getting my mark docked by handing the essays in on Wednesday because I? Am at my wit's end. Imagine hearing all of this effing noise on almost a nonstop loop from about 9:00 AM until 8:30 PM. Every. Single. Day.
Name this tune, please? And my flute is in crummy shape, so forgive the sound. Poor Flutey (yes, I named my flute), I will take you to the shop next month. I promise.
I'm not really sure what I'm going to use this account for yet, apart from leaving comments on my friends' entries.
Over a year later: I've figured it out. It will be my receptacle for whining nonstop. You have been warned!
Aw! I really hope it wasn't a prank. He's so cute! read more
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