venting...

FUCK!!! imagine me screaming the expletive extremely loudly multiple times. that's the kind of day it's turned out to be. the day started innocuously enough...until the speeding ticket! now, that's cool with me, i'll pay the fucking fine and move on.

but then the day started getting really interesting. like someone said, when it rains, it fucking pours. i know there's a few of my friends reading this thing, so i am not going into the specifics of what happened. suffice to say, i would love to break something right about now. i try to remind myself that my personal shit wouldn't creep into my blog, unlike most people's blogs.

this was going to be me trying to be me putting a new song in someone's head; or a new movie on someone's greencine queue; or a new book in someone's hands. and i swore i wouldn't put personal shit on here. but that doesn't mean i can't vent, rave or rant! does it now? i feel like i need to go to a fucking bar and get a couple of bottles of JD, and get shit faced. why do people have to fucking bring up things that were fucking dead and fucking buried...especially people who you've liked for a long time?

FUCK!!!