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Could not be more fucked off.
Tuesday, 31 August 2004 21:29I don't mind being asked to do shit around the house occasionally, I really don't.
I do fucking mind that I'm told to box up pizza when I'm trying to actually get work done and all it would require is my mother taking two minutes out of her hectic fucking evening.
I do fucking mind that they KNOW I'm writing and they STILL ring me from a fucknig pub quiz to know what Bart FUCKING SIMPSON'S MIDDLE FUCKING NAME IS. HOW THE FUCK DO I KNOW?
I WANT EVERYONE TO FUCK OFF RIGHT NOW UNTIL I SAY OTHERFUCKINGWISE.
At least at Lancaster there was hot chocolate available to me.
At least at Lancaster I gave a flying fuck.
At least at Lancaster this fucking family weren't there to get in my fucking way.
I do fucking mind that I'm told to box up pizza when I'm trying to actually get work done and all it would require is my mother taking two minutes out of her hectic fucking evening.
I do fucking mind that they KNOW I'm writing and they STILL ring me from a fucknig pub quiz to know what Bart FUCKING SIMPSON'S MIDDLE FUCKING NAME IS. HOW THE FUCK DO I KNOW?
I WANT EVERYONE TO FUCK OFF RIGHT NOW UNTIL I SAY OTHERFUCKINGWISE.
At least at Lancaster there was hot chocolate available to me.
At least at Lancaster I gave a flying fuck.
At least at Lancaster this fucking family weren't there to get in my fucking way.