At about 1-1/2 years together, Clint and I went through quite a rough patch due to a nasty skank whore trying to break us up. During this time, Clint had The Red Hot Chili Peppers song “Tell Me Baby” as said whore’s ringtone.
That was 4 years ago, and I still can’t listen to the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I hear them come on and want to vomit until I change the channel. I used to like them. Another reason to hate her.
This whore is going to be a Clint’s sister’s wedding next weekend. Fun.
I hate Mumford and Sons. Everyone things they are such hot shit (even Clint-who's not into music), but I have heard Little Lion Man about 17,000 times to many times to like any of their music again.
I hate when people use some one's first initial instead of the whole name. My sister constantly calls her kids K and E instead of Kendyl and Ethan. It drives me batty. So in turn I call my nephew 'little biscuit' because it pisses her off.
A coworker of mine who asks me if what he is doing is bugging me at least ten times a day. What he is doing I don't even notice-but him asking me CONSTANTLY is super annoying.
Don't know what the bad mood is for in particular, but I feel better now. I think I might paint my craft room purple.
XOXO,
Shellie
I love that you call that chick a whore. I would do the same thing. even if it was years later...she would forever be remembered as that whore.
ReplyDeletesometimes I have bad day moods, and as sad as it sounds, the only thing that makes them better is ordering some take out and eating some frozen yogurt.
Ahh, takeout :) Sounds fabulous.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment, glad to have a reader!