Feb. 2nd, 2004

Bad Day

Feb. 2nd, 2004 02:56 pm
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In my alternate universe. . . .


The Panthers won the Super Bowl

I didn't lose my favorite necklace.

My computer didn't go nuts on me.

My laundry detergent didn't spill all over my side of the room.



*Sighs*


Miserable today.


I'm sorely disappointed by the fact that my team lost the Super Bowl in the last damned eight seconds!!!!! Where's the bloody justice?!?! Am royally ticked off, and the words Super Bowl are no longer coming out of my mouth.


Although, the halftime show was amusing as heck. Justin Timberlake managed to show all of the world Janet Jackson's boob!! MTV, Janet, and Justin are apologizing all over the place but the damage is done. How embarassing for her - but she should take heart - attention will go back to her brother soon enough lol.


Right before I went to bed, I happened to look in the mirror, and my favorite necklace - a small silver cross - is now missing. What the hell happened to it and where the hell it is now is anyone's guess. I'm ok with it though - at least it wasn't my other necklace, which would've killed me to have lost.


My floppy disk drive decided it wanted to keep my floppy disk. I had to take it in to get it fixed. It's techincally fixed, but there's no door to the drive. Just have to keep it super cleaned out.


On top of this, I get back in my room to drop stuff off so I can go get lunch and run errands and wouldn't you believe it?? My detergent somehow spilled. I ended up having to scrub my side of the room and get it straightend out. Ah well.



No, I'm actually not in a bad mood, suprisingly, just tired. What else can go wrong today? Do I REALLY want to know?

I'm Angry

Feb. 2nd, 2004 08:38 pm
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I'm pissed as hell right now and I don't give a fuck who knows about it.


My grandfather went into the hospital this morning after having stomach problems all weekend.


Granted he'll be fine - I'm sure of it - but did I get one damned phone call or im to let me know what's going down? Why the hell did I have to CALL MY PARENTS to find out this shit!?!?!


He's MY GRANDFATHER! I have a bloody right to know if he's in the hosptial.


What makes this worse is that I'm stuck here and I have no way of being any help to them. I'm really pissed off.

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