December 3rd, 2001


Trust me, this one's really nifty.

If I was a work of art, I would be Salvador Dali's Persistence of Memory.

I am a surreal landscape composed of several disjointed and bizarre components. I like to keep an eye on the time, although the very concept is fluid for me. People are never sure what they are seeing when they look at me.

Which work of art would you be? The Art Test


Hear that snapping noise? That's my next-to-last nerve.

Today blew. I'm not sure what it was about... I guess just people driving me crazy in general. From snotty rich Emeroids to condescending supervisors who drive me crazy by not giving me the information I need before I've done two pages of work the wrong way, I'm beat and bitchy.

It's like I just said to Gamgee over IM, "I'm having trouble remembering what made it so crappy. I just know I feel like projectile barfing."

Some days I feel like if one more thing pisses me off, I'm just going to turn into a total bitch (as opposed to a partial one). This is one of those days.
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    "Clint Eastwood" -- the Gorillaz