Rants
-My roommate has been rambling NON-STOP this entire week. Rambling about EVERYTHING. Do I care to hear about boots and Wrangler jeans for an hour? No. Soup? No. NASCAR? FUCK THAT. She talks a shitload but ends up saying nothing at all. GAAAAAAAAAAH.
-Roomie's "empty" latte cup on my car floor. She must have stepped on it yesterday while shopping 'cause it exploded on my floormat. AWESOME. Thanks, idiot. I'll make sure my latte finds its way on your car floor as well.
-Grocery shopping has got to be the most annoying thing EVER.
-Waiting for LiveBlog to roll around.
-The people at Starbucks who make my drink wrong. Grr.
Raves
-Retail therapy yesterday!
-Getting my old job back!! You have NO IDEA how happy I am about this. I missed working there.
-Planning a coffee date with friends I haven't chilled with in FOREVER!
-Getting almost $100 back on my book buybacks at school (even though I probably paid double that for both, but whatevs).
-Hockey game this weekend!
-Sunshine today.
-LIVEBLOG TONIGHT!!! WOOO!!!!
I only did this because I have nothing super interesting to talk about on here. lol Feel free to rant and rave at me.
Showing posts with label NASCAR isn't a sport. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NASCAR isn't a sport. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Not sure if you got the memo, but NASCAR isn't a sport.
Ams lost last night and Boston lost today.
BAH-FREAKIN'-HUMBUG.
And I'm being subjected to NASCAR right now. Well, "right now" being the next 2 hours. UGH. I'm sorry, but sitting your happy ass in a car that goes over 150 MPH and driving it around in circles isn't a sport; it's glorified speeding. So if I hear someone say "I love sports like NASCAR, underwater basketweaving, etc." I may have to shank someone. Oh, and it's the most commercialized, corporate bullshit I've ever seen. How many fucking logos can they stick on one car?! GAAAAH.
I've had to listen to my roommate gush about some guy who passed a kidney stone or some shit over the weekend and decided to bite the bullet and race.
"Wow, he's doing really good for someone who is passing a kidney stone!"
First off, the motherfucker isn't running laps or anything, so chill the fuck out. He's sitting in a car. Driving. WOOOOWWWW. Secondly, I'm sure his stone has passed, so the pain is gone (I should know, I've passed one before). So quit making him sound like a fuckin' hero. And lastly, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT.
500 miles of this. FML.
BAH-FREAKIN'-HUMBUG.
And I'm being subjected to NASCAR right now. Well, "right now" being the next 2 hours. UGH. I'm sorry, but sitting your happy ass in a car that goes over 150 MPH and driving it around in circles isn't a sport; it's glorified speeding. So if I hear someone say "I love sports like NASCAR, underwater basketweaving, etc." I may have to shank someone. Oh, and it's the most commercialized, corporate bullshit I've ever seen. How many fucking logos can they stick on one car?! GAAAAH.
I've had to listen to my roommate gush about some guy who passed a kidney stone or some shit over the weekend and decided to bite the bullet and race.
"Wow, he's doing really good for someone who is passing a kidney stone!"
First off, the motherfucker isn't running laps or anything, so chill the fuck out. He's sitting in a car. Driving. WOOOOWWWW. Secondly, I'm sure his stone has passed, so the pain is gone (I should know, I've passed one before). So quit making him sound like a fuckin' hero. And lastly, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT.
500 miles of this. FML.
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