Frothing at the Mouth
Jun. 9th, 2004 07:52 amVAST is going to be at the Handlebar on 19 June. Now, if I can just weasel Llew into taking me.
Jun. 9th, 2004
:: plasters a grimace/smile on her face ::
Jun. 9th, 2004 08:47 amFeudal Mistress: "It'd be nice if you could cheer up just a little"
Moi: "You wouldn't know what to do with me if I were cheery"
Feudal Mistress: "Yeah, true, but I'd like to see you smile every once in a while"
Moi: laughs like Ace Ventura out of the corner of my mouth (if only in my mind)
Moi: "You wouldn't know what to do with me if I were cheery"
Feudal Mistress: "Yeah, true, but I'd like to see you smile every once in a while"
Moi: laughs like Ace Ventura out of the corner of my mouth (if only in my mind)
Barbie-Doll Tackhead
Jun. 9th, 2004 01:51 pmHer stupidity caused my peeps in the warehouse to have to drill 800 Velvet Revolver CDs instead of using the promotional product made specifically for her mailing.
She continually fails to adhere to guidelines, refuses to understand the difference between commercial and promotional product, is unable to grasp the concept of a timely order with correct shipping instructions, and is apparently too dumb to discern which department at her own label she needs to contact regarding her many issues.
This doesn't even cover the hell she puts me through because of her rampant stupidity.
Oh, and she insists on calling me when I've asked her countless times to email with her problems instead. I don't want to talk to her. She has one of those little "babydoll" voices and attempts to use it to her advantage. I don't care how fucking cute you think you sound, bitch, grow some brains or leave me alone!
Today has been a bad day because of her. If I ever come into some money enough to journey to New York, I've decided that I must meet this moron face to face.
What should I do when I meet her?
[Poll #305640]
She continually fails to adhere to guidelines, refuses to understand the difference between commercial and promotional product, is unable to grasp the concept of a timely order with correct shipping instructions, and is apparently too dumb to discern which department at her own label she needs to contact regarding her many issues.
This doesn't even cover the hell she puts me through because of her rampant stupidity.
Oh, and she insists on calling me when I've asked her countless times to email with her problems instead. I don't want to talk to her. She has one of those little "babydoll" voices and attempts to use it to her advantage. I don't care how fucking cute you think you sound, bitch, grow some brains or leave me alone!
Today has been a bad day because of her. If I ever come into some money enough to journey to New York, I've decided that I must meet this moron face to face.
What should I do when I meet her?
[Poll #305640]
Euthanise Me NOW
Jun. 9th, 2004 03:11 pmThe Feudal Mistress has brought in one of her grandspawn for her underlings to fawn over. Sorry, but I don't get all weak-kneed over hairless monkeys and especially not priveleged ugly little brats related to my Feudal Mistress.
Less than two hours and I can escape this hellhole...
Less than two hours and I can escape this hellhole...
and god spake
Jun. 9th, 2004 05:02 pmWhy are the major religions of America based on the teachings of men to whom god spoke, yet most people who claim god speak to them are subsequently institutionalised? Wouldn't it stand to reason that god's method of communication would be as valid today as it was thousands of years ago?
Or is god instant messaging folk now and no one clued me in?
Or is god instant messaging folk now and no one clued me in?
