I drank over two pintos of vodka last night (meaning now).

Don't lknow how much that is bcuz im still drunk (as its still last night).

i hate you jara.

you ruined me.

i hope someone does to you what you did to me. it'll be subtle. fucking look for it.

hahaha... lol but not lol. lol for your benefit, but i dont feel like laffin...

hmm.

I hate Everything.

You know what?

Like.... No one reads my blog.

I think this is because I have nothing to say. Or perhaps I am mean. Or perhaps all I talk about sensibly is serial killers and their goings-on.

Well, good news!

That's not about to change.

Listen, Tehran-- I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF YOU'RE RIOTING. STFU!

And hey, New York-- NO ONE LOVES YOU. LEAST OF ALL ME. STFU! (WITH YOUR SHIRTS!)

And oh, wait, Savannah, Georgia? YOU ARE THE MOST AWFUL TOWN I'VE EVER LIVED IN. PLEASE DO US ALL A FAVOR AND ERADICATE YOUR HOMELESS PEOPLE. I HATE TO LOOK AT THEM OR HAVE TO INTERACT WITH THEM. THEY ARE PUTRID AND YOU ARE THE RETARDED, POINTLESS SISTER OF CHARLESTON. PLEASE DIE.

Kinkajous want some? PLEASE DIE.

Alcoholics Anonymous wants some? GO TO HELL YOU SPINELESS BASTARDS.

KOSS headphones company? WHY DON'T YOU ANSWER YOUR GODDAMN PHONES, YOU FUCKING MORONS?!?!

Professor Mosch? I HATE PAINTING. LET ME DRAW, WOMAN!!!

My stupid sister? GET MARRIED ALREADY, YOU STUPID SLAG!!!! I AM TIRED OF WAITING TO UPSTAGE YOU AT YOUR WEDDING!! THERE MUST BE BOATS.

Homeless people? FUCKING DIE. OR GET A JOB.

The company that makes Столичная? GIVE ME FREE VODKA. WILL DRINK FOR FREE.

Red Bull? STFU!

That new tooth in the back of my mouth? STFU!

Omg I want to box something right now. I have no money. I have no patience. I have a ton of work to do and not enough time to do it. Whatever. Don't read. I hate you anyways.

But not if you're reading this. Then I like you.

^-^

♥♡♥

I Dislike Them.

I hate asians.

I hate looking at them in porn.

I hate the way they sound when they try to speak English.

I hate the way everyone worships their food.

I hate how they dress.

I hate their flat faces with their somehow-puffy cheeks.

I hate their obsession with small feet.

I hate it when they emblazon their pigeon-English onto awkwardly manufactured shirts.

I hate that I can't go on the FoodNetwork website without an entire section cordoned off for the making of their seafood-rich foods.

I hate that they eat seafood for breakfast.

I hate that besides all these good reasons, they are so damn marketable.

I love their anime and manga, though.

w00t.

New York, Stay in the Damn North

I hate those stupid "I ♥ NY" shirts that everyone thinks are cool.

Yesterday (or whenever that horrible shopping trip was), at the mall, I saw FIVE DIFFERENT PEOPLE with those shirts on and I'm thinking, "Hey, ass, are you in New York?! THEN TAKE THE FUCKING SHIRT OFF!!!"

I really want to slap people with these shirts, but the final straw comes when one shows up on a Japanese girl in MY manga that I love to read.

THE JAPANESE DO NOT LOVE NEW YORK!!!

IN FACT, NOBODY LOVES YOU, NEW YORK!!! HOW ABOUT THAT?!?!

OOO HERE'S AN IDEA- HOW ABOUT I INUNDATE NEW YORK CITY WITH MY BIG-BREASTED, SMILEY, CHEERFUL AND HIGHLY INTELLIGENT GANG OF GIRLS WEARING THE EVER POPULAR "I ♥ THE SOUTH CUZ IT'S SUPERIOR IN EVERY CONCEIVABLE WAY TO THE NORTH" SHIRTS?!?!?!

(A shirt of my own design, by the way.)

Omg, I'm shivering just to THINK of the possibilities of ruining the already ruinous cavity that is New York.

Keep your name and your chlamydia-infested lovers out of the South, New Fucking York.

Loco Pollo Off the Wall MADNESS

OH MY GOD I'M SO BORED.

Everyone else is doing something great, but I'M stuck here being a fatty and HATING IT and having no one to talk to, besides.

Plus, there's no good porn out, which is EXTREMELY FRUSTRATING because I'm outta ideas on my own and I need a new fantasy to work with. I'm so bored with MY fantasies that I don't even think about them during... you know. THAT.

>_O

YOU DON'T JUDGE ME. I'M HERE BY MYSELF. I HAVE NO REGRETS, I JUST DON'T WANNA SPELL IT OUT OR SEE IT WRITTEN.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh oh God why must it BEEEEEEEE?!?!?!

I'm just stuck here, bored, lonely and with NO ALCOHOL which is UNCONSCIONABLE, really. I should at least be able to allay the effects of misery with vodka. Or rum. Or tequila. Actually, anything might be good at the moment.

*sigh*

God, I am fat.

I hate myself.

Gmail makes me hurt.

The End.

Tim Burton Needs New Fans

Out of all the movies that Tim Burton had a hand in, easily the worst are The Nightmare Before Christmas and Corpse Bride.

What about all the other gems? Why do these two movies have such huge cult/ merchandise followings, where as the GOOD films don't?

Where's my Edward Scissorhands merch? Beetlejuice? Planet of the Apes? Big Fish?!

Nothing!

Of course, the feel-good musicals, those sickening bastards, will be the big heros. They have embarrassing songs that idiotic twelve year old pre-goths can croon to obnoxiously. I hate crooning.

I hate goths.

I HATE MUSICALS!!

Argh.

I'm tired, too...