For some reason when I can't think of something to write about, I come up with a million and one ideas about things that I don't like. That is when that magical thing happens where I compile those things into a magical list... of shit that sucks.
Thing that sucks number 1: Rick Santorum. This guy... where to friggin' start. Guy is a nut job. Where do we find these people, and why is he the leader of the republican presidential nominees? This guy obviously forgot the whole concept of separation of church and state, or he just never went to middle school. If he gets elected, I'm leaving the country and never coming back. What's up Amsterdam?
Thing that sucks number 2: That the rate at which food attaches itself to ones body rapidly increases with age. I just want to be able to eat whatever i want, whenever i want. That's it. I just want all my clothes to fit well, and look good, and I want the width of my hips to be proportionate with the width of my shoulders. I will never ever go on a diet. If I lose weight it will be because I worked it off, or because I got another stomach flu. By the way, it's going around and it's shitty. Literally.
Thing that sucks number 3: Not knowing you have a paper cut until you stick your finger into a tub of nail polish remover. Rude, RUDE awakening. If you ever want to immobilize someone... anyone... slice them with some paper and throw some acetone at them. Instant horror.
|I want this fucking hair right now.|
Thing that sucks number 4: Jenna Marbles living in Cali. Now that she's 3 hours behind where she used to live, her fucking videos don't get posted until night time. Having to wait allllll day to see them is torture. I need my fix early in the day, that way I have something to giggle about. (You know what I mean?)
Thing that sucks number 5: Getting between 300-800 unique page views a day, even when I don't write a new blog, but only having 18 people on Google friend connect. It's easy, folks. If you read my blog sometimes, and you have a google account, just click the fucking follow button. It won't spam you with emails or anything... you won't even see anything about my blog unless you visit the blogger homepage. (Blogger is owned by google, so you dont even have to signup you lazy assholes.)
Ummm... so that's all I could remember right now. here's some other random things i don't like/ don't like doing:
-not having a dishwasher.
-letting the dog out in the rain
-having cereal but no milk
-havingmilk but no cereal
-having pasta and no sauce
-having sauce and no pasta
-seeing my poor toshiba sitting on the counter covered in a sheet of dust knowing i have a bunch of cool software i could be playing with if only the damn screen worked, and if marley hadn't chewed up my charger.
-having multiple types of foundation, but running out of your favorite one and having to wear the shittier one. (well... that doesnt apply to guys...)
-having two pairs of the same kind of jeans, in two different sizes, and the smaller pair is a little too tight and the larger pair falls down when you walk fast. (and there's no size in between)
So yeah, that's all she wrote. Click the damn follow button. Surrsly.