Wednesday, October 21, 2009

I'm a Crabby-Assed Motherfucker Today

BIG SHOCKEROO. I don't even know what the matter with my dumb ass is. It's beautiful and sunny here in Buttfuck, and I got good sleep last night, but I am crabby as a motherfucker this morning. I have managed not to growl at anyone so far or bare my teeth, but it's still early. The possibility still exists.

How is your morning (or afternoon for my UK friends) going?

5 comments:

Petit fleur said...

Dear Crabby,

Sometimes if I have a terrible dream, or anxiety dream, I wake up in a tizzy. Sometimes I don't even remember the dream, I just wake up and feel like somebody has rubbed my head with a cheese grater!

I turn to dark chocolate at times like this... Hope you get back to your ole self soon.
Bear hugs,
pf

The Dish said...

Mr. Burns sucks at fucking life. I am tired and hung over. And I have no desire to deal with anyone today. Maybe it is something in the water here in the good 'ol Midwest?

Ms. Moon said...

I am feeling quite cheerful. For me. Which means the despair-o-meter is at six rather than eleven. So I am doing well and I wish I could make you happier.
I love you, crabby or whatever.

downtown guy said...

Ha, this is what I just posed to my livejournal:

To the coworkers who want me to be their social director. To the bosses who want me to whip up a monthly, program wide newsletter for no extra pay or hours. To the friends that expect to be coddled into going to events they plan to attend anyway. To the city utility office. To every god damn asshole who is pissing me off this week:

Fuck You. Fuck You. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU DRY, HARD AND LONG!
Seriously. Go to hell.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

The last part would make a good mantra.