It's the End of the World as We Know It; I Don't Feel Fine
Fuck you Wilbur and Travelocity. You suck. Your workers were about as helpful as a rock. I may not be coming back from Texas. Ever. WHERE THE HELL IS MY EMAIL?!?!?!?!?!
Now I just hit my ulnar nerve, “funny bone.”
My blog is distorted.
At some point God got pissed at me. If he thinks I’m gonna back down, he’s wrong. I will fight to my death…which must not be too far off considering the way my day is going.
In a related story, I still hate Grey’s Anatomy.
posted by az at 7:26 PM
5 Comments:
oh no i'm sorry to hear about your troubles hopefully they are figured out soon!
thanks brooke. i appreciate your concern. i'll be back to michigan. actually my plane will probably crash
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no need to bring Grey's into this!
speaking of planes crashing...you remember my dream. i'm just saying!
thanks for the optimism and support. if i die, this is on you. not ata
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