novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- do NOT come between me and harry potter. is all i can say. i am as mad as i would get if someone insulted one of my friends in front of me. and usually that is the only way to make me mad. i am not an angry person. dear Huge Asshole -- what right do you think you have, parking in this manner and blocking two other cars from moving an inch for HOURS on a saturday? didn't it occur to you that the people who own these cars might actually NEED to use them? Or did that thought just not cross your selfish mind?!? this is the note i just left on the shiny luxury car who is parked sideways in the parking lot, effectively blocking my twelve year old honda accord and a rusty white toyota truck. this is the note i scrawled out as fast as possible while whistling expletive-laden curses to the driver of said shiny luxury car for PENNING ME IN THIS AREA, EFFECTIVELY MOORING ME ON THE MORNING THAT I SHOULD BE READING HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE. fucker really picked thee worst morning to mess with me. i should have been able to drive to a book store. for none are within a walking radius. and they are especially too far away now, hours of waiting later, since i wouldn't have time to walk miles there and miles back and still be in time for stuff i have to do this afternoon. HARRY POTTER I NEED YOU. i am going to pull out book five and go read outside. in the parking lot. sitting on the hood of my puny old honda, my toes pointing towards that shiny luxury car. and i'm going to call the super. oh yes, you don't interfere with harry potter. you just don't. 11:43 am - 07.16.05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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