bitch, bitch, bitch
Apr. 5th, 2005 02:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideIn other news, grrrr.
I've had like 2 diet pepsis today and I still want a nap. Let's see if a good rant wakes me up.
I have a new bra on today which doesn't fit right (yes, I should have tried it on at the store, but it's the right size and so I didn't, and yes I know that sizes matter fuck-all depending on brands but mrh anyway) and it's cutting off my circulation and the underwire is digging into the soft sides of my chest. OUCH. And WHINE. Sarah and Jeff have been enduring my endless whining about this today, and haven't once told me to STFU already! for which I am grateful.
Jeff, who is very cute and obviously has no experience with bras or the body-parts they contain, asked if I couldn't just take it off. My response was that unless I wanted carpet-burn on my nipples, no. I hate having big breasts. They are a complete pain. Argh, etc. Haaaaaaaaaate. Haaaaaaaaate. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaate. Even with recent weight loss, they still stick out of my chest like the fucking Andes.
My shoulders are still sore from Amanda's class last night. And the straps from the bra digging into them is not helpful.
I'm too warm, but don't want to take off my long-sleeved tee-shirt because then I'll be cold. Maybe. And I just don't want to. Okay, that's stupid. *takes off shirt* That's better.
My pants, which are loose in the waist, are pulling in the wrong way. Unfortunately, I don't think I should take my pants off.
Also, my ass hurts. And my legs are restless.
I want to fling off all my clothes and go lie down. Perhaps I am pre-menstrual. Something is up. Because omfg whine whine WHINE!
I'm meeting Sarah at Greenlake after work and won't be able to run home at 6pm and rip this tortuous contraption off my chest immediately. I'm sure Sarah's looking forward to my fidgeting and hissing about this for the entire 5K. I can't wait to get home and get out of this. Gah. And then? I'm going to stomp on it and throw it away.
However, as asdklfjlasdfjals as I feel right now, at least I'm not as retarded as this woman. "Ma'am, I can't come and enforce your bacon cheeseburger!"
Also, has anyone heard/heard-of Tegan and Sara? Someone was raving about it as the best thing ever. That and Belle and Sebastian? Does anyone know/recommend these bands? Where have I been hearing about them?
Also Also - on 3rd Lucifer book and fucking loving it. It rules.
I've had like 2 diet pepsis today and I still want a nap. Let's see if a good rant wakes me up.
I have a new bra on today which doesn't fit right (yes, I should have tried it on at the store, but it's the right size and so I didn't, and yes I know that sizes matter fuck-all depending on brands but mrh anyway) and it's cutting off my circulation and the underwire is digging into the soft sides of my chest. OUCH. And WHINE. Sarah and Jeff have been enduring my endless whining about this today, and haven't once told me to STFU already! for which I am grateful.
Jeff, who is very cute and obviously has no experience with bras or the body-parts they contain, asked if I couldn't just take it off. My response was that unless I wanted carpet-burn on my nipples, no. I hate having big breasts. They are a complete pain. Argh, etc. Haaaaaaaaaate. Haaaaaaaaate. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaate. Even with recent weight loss, they still stick out of my chest like the fucking Andes.
My shoulders are still sore from Amanda's class last night. And the straps from the bra digging into them is not helpful.
I'm too warm, but don't want to take off my long-sleeved tee-shirt because then I'll be cold. Maybe. And I just don't want to. Okay, that's stupid. *takes off shirt* That's better.
My pants, which are loose in the waist, are pulling in the wrong way. Unfortunately, I don't think I should take my pants off.
Also, my ass hurts. And my legs are restless.
I want to fling off all my clothes and go lie down. Perhaps I am pre-menstrual. Something is up. Because omfg whine whine WHINE!
I'm meeting Sarah at Greenlake after work and won't be able to run home at 6pm and rip this tortuous contraption off my chest immediately. I'm sure Sarah's looking forward to my fidgeting and hissing about this for the entire 5K. I can't wait to get home and get out of this. Gah. And then? I'm going to stomp on it and throw it away.
However, as asdklfjlasdfjals as I feel right now, at least I'm not as retarded as this woman. "Ma'am, I can't come and enforce your bacon cheeseburger!"
Also, has anyone heard/heard-of Tegan and Sara? Someone was raving about it as the best thing ever. That and Belle and Sebastian? Does anyone know/recommend these bands? Where have I been hearing about them?
Also Also - on 3rd Lucifer book and fucking loving it. It rules.
