Sunday, August 5, 2007

Sick.

I hate you, you fucking-good-for-nothing-lame-ass-douchebag flu! I fucking hate you!

I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!

You've made all food taste like shit!

You've made my apartment a fucking mess!

And you've already made me miss one practice session.

I swear if you make me miss any more, I will personally hunt you ass down, and shove my phone so far up it that when I call my own number (which I will do numerous times), it will make you want to tinkle every time I the vibration features goes off.

You got that?

Punk ass bitch.