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Sometimes Diaryland People Just Irritate the Crap Out of Me
April 9th, 2001 - 2:02 a.m.I'm Currently Avoiding:
Why is it so late? Why am I awake? Where did the day go? Where did the weekend go? Why didn't I get anything done? (well, at least I know the answer to that last question, well, a couple reasons anyway. Let's see, A. You're sick. B. You're the biggest procrastinator you know. That would probably do it.)
As for my purpose writing in writing this entry, (it's as much of a purpose as I ever have at any rate) I just felt compelled to update b/c of something I'd been reading. There will be no words today, cause I don't feel like finding them. Today,
March 9 is ....... Panic Day (Somehow these just seem to fit my life more and more aptly each time I turn around. *sigh*)
Yeah, all I really wanted to do was bitch about this girl repeatedly. She was one of the people on the new oddgoogle thing tonight and I ended up spending way more time than she deserved there. How that girl managed to get 16,000 people to come look at her site I'll never know. She's either been there for an eternity, or she's been whored and/or has whored herself a big plethora of times. This girl irritates me beyond words. I don't know how the hell she manages to be so incredibly irritating, but after reading 1/2 of one entry, I was about ready to claw my eyes out and bludgeon myself to death with the wall or my computer or some suitable object. Apparently she won for worst layout or something from the Suck Awards, but I think she changed it after that. Not that the new one is any better. The new one still makes me want to blind myself. And her writing style...good grief. I can't express how much I absolutely abhor the way she writes. It's not just that her words are complete and utter teeny-bopper angst drivel, Nooooo...SHE HAS TO TYPE LiKE THiS. EVERY i iS TiNY, AND OCCASiONALLY SOMEONE'S NAME iS lOWERCASE AS WELL. AND WE CAN;T FORGET TO LEAVE THE "g'S" OFF, NOW CAN WE?
ARGH!!!!!! So basically she ends up coming off as someone who's on crack and can't really spell. Maybe she's a raver or something, I don't know. I do know that she irritates me to no end and I now must go away because an hour and a half spent bitching about this chick is definately too much of my time wasted. ARGH!!!!!!
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