h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I'm irritated at my stupid in-laws and I'm just generally disgruntled. People are saying things that make me want to hit them. Hard.

I woke up PMSing and the worst part about the days when I hate the world is that I don't seem to be able to keep my mouth shut about it. I have to tell everyone and their mother why I hate it.

So stupid me too.

I'm going to watch a movie tonight and try and get some sleep.

Did I mention that I was at work for 20 hours yesterday?
I did?
Good.

Ahhh I see. One of those, be glad for what you've got because you could be working 20 hour days things.

Yes. Yes indeedy. As much as I hated today, it coulda' been worse.

But the important question is, what movie did you see? Blade Runner? Your requirment of violence and Harrison Ford at the same time?

I actually didn't watch a movie. A friend that just got back from Argentina came over and told me all about her trip. It was really cool.

I find I'm okay with people I know and love, when I'm PMSing, it's just the strangers that have to watch out. I hate those guys.

Stoopid strangers...

That's just my point.

They have those funny walks and that smell that doesn't quite fit. Strangers... who gets em? You know?

"A stranger is just a friend you haven't met yet."

But a stoopid, smelly, walk-funny friend...

Yeah. The kind of friend you don't invite to your birthday party.

Have you ever invited a stranger to a birthday party?

Not on your Mellie! Well, not to *my* birthday party anyhoo.

I don't know. Don't have b'day parties. Don't know too many strangers. I guess if i did know them, they wouldn't be strangers, just strange.

It's amazing to me how unstinky and funny walky a person becomes when I know them. It's like they lose that whole "stranger" persona or somrthing.

Wierd.

Strange.

I want you to know I spelt it like that on purpose.

Oh, I know. I know...

*drinks coffee, be's wierd*

Yes, but you don't smell funny, so you can be wierd but you can't be strange.

I think the definition of strange should entirely involve smells.

And glancing askance, shirley...

Yes, indeedy.

And don't call me askance.

Ah-hahahahahahaha!