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angelgazing) wrote2005-05-22 07:42 pm
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birthday party, cheese cake, jelly bean boom
You know what I hate?
Well, alright, so there should be like a list of my hates somewhere. It'd be a long list. Sadly in my head I just calculated it in bytes and not like length or anything. That probably says something very, very sad about me.
But back to the topic at hand, yes?
I. Hate. Kids.
They scream. They cry. They scream. They don't do what you want them to and they're vicious, vicious little creatures.
I also hate having my plans all fucked up. You know what I had planned for this weekend? Watching O11 and writing O11 and flailing at LJ because I can't write O11. I find these to be very good, very satasifying plans. I liked those plans, though I'm sure you lot would disagree an awful lot.
So, now, instead of watching O11 and writing O11 and flailing about O11, I'm babysitting. I hate babysitting. The kids never listen to me when I tell them to sit down and shut up and you know, leave me the hell alone. Once again, I hate kids. I just do. It's a thing. It's not going to get better if I'm forced to spend a lot of time with them in an inclosed space.
And I don't know how to drive. I don't really care to learn. I'm pretty much fine being driven around. So, you know, if you want me to drive so fucking badly then STOP BITCHING AT ME WHEN I DO. It's not like it was my idea. So don't say, "here you drive" and then gripe when I hit 18 mph going down hill. It's just gonna make me cranky.
Well, alright. Crankier.
Stupid Sunday. ::kicks it:: I need a nap.
Well, alright, so there should be like a list of my hates somewhere. It'd be a long list. Sadly in my head I just calculated it in bytes and not like length or anything. That probably says something very, very sad about me.
But back to the topic at hand, yes?
I. Hate. Kids.
They scream. They cry. They scream. They don't do what you want them to and they're vicious, vicious little creatures.
I also hate having my plans all fucked up. You know what I had planned for this weekend? Watching O11 and writing O11 and flailing at LJ because I can't write O11. I find these to be very good, very satasifying plans. I liked those plans, though I'm sure you lot would disagree an awful lot.
So, now, instead of watching O11 and writing O11 and flailing about O11, I'm babysitting. I hate babysitting. The kids never listen to me when I tell them to sit down and shut up and you know, leave me the hell alone. Once again, I hate kids. I just do. It's a thing. It's not going to get better if I'm forced to spend a lot of time with them in an inclosed space.
And I don't know how to drive. I don't really care to learn. I'm pretty much fine being driven around. So, you know, if you want me to drive so fucking badly then STOP BITCHING AT ME WHEN I DO. It's not like it was my idea. So don't say, "here you drive" and then gripe when I hit 18 mph going down hill. It's just gonna make me cranky.
Well, alright. Crankier.
Stupid Sunday. ::kicks it:: I need a nap.
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BTW, Alex is so queer.
And OMG. George? With the Siph? Awesome!
I maybe shrieked a lot.
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::giggles::
You know, really, I'm just overly fond of the word queer for badwrong reasons. It's odd that George is so straight in my head, you know? Cause all my other boys like other boys and Don is going on about how Danny sound like New York, currently and that's Not Helpful and HA I went so many places with this sentence.
But GEORGE! Is such a... woobie? I dunno. He has a cute butt. It's canon. ::giggles::
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There there, think about it this way - when you're baby-sitting, you give them back after a few hours. I'm an Au Pair - as in, a live-in nanny. And even though I'm good friends with the people I'm doing it for - sometimes, I just want to ring all their necks.
I love the whole concept of - oh, you're not going out tonight, you're just watching a film at home - so you wouldn't mind watching ____, would you? You know, while we go out for dinner to a friends place - I can't imagine she'll be any hassle at all.
So tell me, if she's not going to be any hassle, why aren't you taking her? hmm?
Speak of the devil; she's just woken up. damn.
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Yes, see, I don't lie about living in Hicksville.
::snorts:: See, I could never do the nanny thing. I mean, maybe it'd be different if they were babies, but... I actually like babies. They're cute and before they can roll over they're easy. Unless they cry... And usually I make someone else do the diapers, so... heh I'm a horrible person, aren't I?
But no, not giving them back after a few hours, apparently they're staying here FOREVER. Or a couple of days. It just feels like forever. ::grumblegrumble::