I have just been scooting through every last inch of your "Monkey Job" and "people make me sick" and I have never laughed so hard in one sitting.
Damn it woman, you need to write a book. Publish these blogs, they are so cleverly written and awesomely, wickedly observant.
"Because, what, ten hours in a job I hate isn't enough misery for one day? I want to compound my pain by letting some deviant rape me in my own home? And even if I were to give him the benefit of the doubt and not just assume he's a creepy rapist, what man is stupid enough not to realise that any woman you say that to is instantly going to automatically think that you're a creepy rapist?"
Oh my god, I'm on the floor. British society + your snark + baneful fucking job of death = WIN. I wouldn't go so far to say your misery makes me lulz, but it is so wonderous and fantastical. Leeds. I want to go to Leeds now. :D
I thought being a student was bad. *kicks dull, unexciting livejournal*
Jesus wept, I'm literally crying right now. And the rats and the phone charger. And here I was, blinded by the awesome of your love for Frogcest. But I hadn't moved onto THIS.
HOW DO YOU KEEP TRUST IN HUMANITY. D:
ffffffffffff, this is the best damn shiznat I've read in a few sparkly whiles. *skips back to read more*
I'm a stalker, yeah, but I'm the kind of horrendous deviant who pairs up vampire slaying brothers in fanfiction, not the kind who invites themselves in for coffee and attempts rape due to a long burning desire that festered as I sniffed your sweat on grocery bags. *0*
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Damn it woman, you need to write a book. Publish these blogs, they are so cleverly written and awesomely, wickedly observant.
"Because, what, ten hours in a job I hate isn't enough misery for one day? I want to compound my pain by letting some deviant rape me in my own home? And even if I were to give him the benefit of the doubt and not just assume he's a creepy rapist, what man is stupid enough not to realise that any woman you say that to is instantly going to automatically think that you're a creepy rapist?"
Oh my god, I'm on the floor. British society + your snark + baneful fucking job of death = WIN. I wouldn't go so far to say your misery makes me lulz, but it is so wonderous and fantastical. Leeds. I want to go to Leeds now. :D
I thought being a student was bad. *kicks dull, unexciting livejournal*
Jesus wept, I'm literally crying right now. And the rats and the phone charger. And here I was, blinded by the awesome of your love for Frogcest. But I hadn't moved onto THIS.
HOW DO YOU KEEP TRUST IN HUMANITY. D:
ffffffffffff, this is the best damn shiznat I've read in a few sparkly whiles. *skips back to read more*
I'm a stalker, yeah, but I'm the kind of horrendous deviant who pairs up vampire slaying brothers in fanfiction, not the kind who invites themselves in for coffee and attempts rape due to a long burning desire that festered as I sniffed your sweat on grocery bags. *0*