Do I have a sign on my forehead that says, "talk to me in baby talk because that is the best way to get my attention?". Thank god for this blog sometimes. It allows me to "scream" out loud instead of actually scream out loud and then most likely get canned.
When people ask me if I voted. Shut up. Get off your high horse. Stop annoying me. Do you really care if I voted. And why is this the first time you ever said anything to me at work ever in the over a year since I've been here?
Everyday on my way to work I drive through Harvard Square. I pass the homeless people holding signs on the street near the stop lights. Now, I understand that there are many reasons people are homeless and it does make me feel. And I know I should keep granola bars in my car to pass out. I worked at a homeless shelter in development for a year. I get it. There are many reasons. However, this morning I had a headache. And one of the homeless men had a nicer jacket on than me. And he was throwing bread to the birds. And I was thinking, "shouldn't you be eating that?".
I am all set with Lady Ga Ga. What is with her anyway. She can't even sing. And she isn't even pretty. And really all she does is make lesbians want to dress like her. She looks like a crack whore. Do you really want to look like a crack whore. Or as on the AMAs...a crack whore with flashing lights?
Why do people have to constantly write caring, inspriational things on people's facebook status updates. when i write something sarcastic, i don't need inspriational. And I am beginning to think that most other people feel the same. \
Keep your annoying postive remarks to yourself. Douchebags.
Why the rush at the grocery store checkout? Why can't I have 15 seconds to put my debit card back in my wallet and fold up my receipt in my purse before I get pushed out of the way by the next customer?
I am a Scorpio. I am gay. I am a middle-child. I am sarcastic. I am smart. I am funny. I have a big heart. I love animals. I work non profit but long to be on Broadway.