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Jan. 30th, 2005 05:57 pmGrr!
Why do people insist on bringing their horrible, noisy children into bookshops? There should be some kind of rule that lets me push heavily-laden bookcases onto inconsiderate breeders and their wailing crotchfruit. And laugh. Heartily and with youthful abandon. And possibly kick their broken bodies with the viciousness born of listening to their infernal screeching for half an hour.
Now I have a headache, and I couldn't find a copy of the Last Unicorn soundtrack anywhere. Grumble.
In other news, the zip on my boot is broken. Le sadness. On the plus side, tying it on with the laces seems to be working well.
Why do people insist on bringing their horrible, noisy children into bookshops? There should be some kind of rule that lets me push heavily-laden bookcases onto inconsiderate breeders and their wailing crotchfruit. And laugh. Heartily and with youthful abandon. And possibly kick their broken bodies with the viciousness born of listening to their infernal screeching for half an hour.
Now I have a headache, and I couldn't find a copy of the Last Unicorn soundtrack anywhere. Grumble.
In other news, the zip on my boot is broken. Le sadness. On the plus side, tying it on with the laces seems to be working well.
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Date: 2005-01-30 07:26 pm (UTC)