For some reason, when I look out the window and snow is gently falling, it's a comforting feeling.
Mullet bitch, "Want to buy some Girl Scout cookies?"
Me, "I totally can't, I so need to lose some weight. But thanks anyway!"
Mullet bitch, "Come on, you can share them with everyone around you." Puts order form on my desk and starts to walk away.
Me, "No. Sharing implies *I* have to eat some."
Mullet bitch, "But..."
Me, "No, please take that away."
This turd has no kids, why is she selling Girl Scout cookies?
So I'm mooching a ride home from class today. My car is still sitting in the same place it was ALL FUCKING WEEKEND, still covered in snow, which means they haven't looked at it.
My roommate took his car in today, and not only did they look at it, they fixed it.
WHAT THE MOTHER FUCK?!
I'm going to have to kill someone.
No, Chris, not you...