Don’t Tell Me It’s For My Own Good.

AmyD. | September 30, 2006

I can decide that just fine on my own, fuck you very much.

“They’re just not good. I just don’t know how to say it and not say anything nasty,” Green said. “They just weren’t appropriate for anyone to see.”

Ummm, no. Ok, just NO. Who the hell in their right mind decides what is or is [...]

12:53am

AmyD. | September 29, 2006

We’re just finishing up for the night… er… morning. Whatever.
Actual conversation tonight…
Mike: Did you…?
(… = I have no clue because I wasn’t really listening.)
Me: Uh… no, I don’t think so.
Mike: Well, then you’re fired.
Me: Oh good. PLEASE FIRE MY ASS. Wait, wait… I wasn’t HIRED… that’s right, I was DRAFTED to this HELLHOLE/SWEATSHOP. So, please… [...]

My Unfortunate Guest…

AmyD. | September 28, 2006

Check out my new renter, Bug of An Indian Summer. She’s also in my blogroll and I’m her current renter as well. It’s kind of fun when things work out that way… so skip on over there and enjoy the latest adventures of Bug and The Hotness. It’s guaranteed to give you a grin.
In other [...]