I suddenly understand what Lucy means...
This wind is pissing me off. I'm tired, I do not have the energy to do anything else, think Sunday evening for normal people, and I want to sit dawn, watch tv and maybe eat some Thai food. I cannot get any fucking reception because of this damned wind. It's making me very cranky.
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See! Does it not just create an irrational hatred?
Flies also inspire this in me.
I'm slightly relieved that someone else noticed this and it's not just me having a psychotic episode.
I got chased to work by a swarm of flies this morning. One afternoon I cooked for three hours with flies zinging above my head the whole time. Psychosis is frighteningly a buzzbuzz away. I empathise.
Lucy, it's a perfectly rational hatred. It blows and I hate it. I hates it?
Also, no tv reception - terribly annoying.
Mitzi, those little fuckers are everywhere at the moment. The outside is no fun.
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