I hate it when your less than five hours away from taking a trip, then everything starts unraveling and you begin to wonder if you even want to go.
I also hate it when people just can't be fucking up front and straight about things and instead dodge the damn issue. Women in particular with the whole "I'm not ready" bullshit, and then they're sitting in some other guy's lap and kissing and shit two weeks later right in front of you.
Makes me want to pull a fucking Albert Wesker chest impale on someone. And then people ask me why I don't trust women for relationships. HAH!
The sad part Inky, is I actually HAVE the materials here to pull off a shockingly good physical imitation of Wesker's looks, clothing and all. Tempted to start that up and see how many people after that want to fuck with me.
And yeah, backstabbers galore abound. Again, then people wonder why I begin to hate humans as a whole and keep wishing we'd just wipe ourselves out already.
Yes well, last I checked we were all human beings here. Thanks a lot friendo.
Especially after having just gotten bitched at by someone that seems to think I'm not supposed to be doing anything but catering to them. God forbid I try to amuse myself in some way other than focusing my attention solely on them.
I hate my lack of Nathan Fillion.
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Fillion fix. (Though the site may be a bit wiggy. Youtube is good for it, though.)
I hate that there's less than 20 episodes of the show "Firefly" in existence. There really should have been a couple more seasons at LEAST. Well, there's still the movie I need to watch...
I hate that there's only six episodes of FLCL but you don't see me bitching.
Gee, it sure is weeaboo around here.