I don't have a thong and I don't want one. I haven't been drinking and I don't want a drink. I haven;t read the whole damn thread to see what the latest cute in-jokes are, and I don't want to. At the present moment (and apparently for some of the previous hours or so), I am not nice, helpful, understanding, smart, or responsible, and I don't want to be. And I don't want anyone to act that way toward me, particularly, either, altho it would be nice if no one was an asshole toward me for just a few fucking seconds.

I just want to stand here and scream till I don't feel like screaming anymore, and no, I do not have an estimate how long that may take. It's well above the pitch or volume of a whine, and it's WAY past a rant.

What's the fucking fine for THAT? Some other idiot can pay it for me because I don't have any money unless I scrape it off the floor of the car, and that's my mad money.

Is THIS why good joints have jukeboxes, so when I feel like this I can DANCE?

~Susan