You know what…it’s Friday…and I am over it.
I am also over a few other things that have been on my mind…
I’M OVER:
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Pretending that Crest Whitening strips don’t burn the top of my gums like they were set on fire by a zip lighter.
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The smell of my kitty’s tuna dinners…if my baby likes shrimp and salmon, than that is what he is getting, regardless of the stink it causes in my apartment.
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“Being friends” with my ex boyfriends…just because you screwed me over months or even years ago doesn’t mean we should be “friends” now…because frankly my dear…you’re still an asshole.
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Wearing tiny thongs that dig so deep into my ass I am quite sure I will have scar marks years down the road.
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Trying to be the perfect-outfit-girl for every occasion, sporty-Kim, casual-Kim, fancy-Kim, bulimic-Kim …how about flannel-and-sweatpants-Kim? ..she seems to be a pretty cool chick.
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Texting 30 times back and forth to simply answer the question, “Where are we going for lunch?”
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Spending 30 bucks to make my nails looks like something I could have done if only I was a little less drunk (or medicated).
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Pretending like I am not medicated (and you aren’t).
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Listening to everyone comment when I smoke, “You don’t do that often right? Are you stopping? When did you pick that up? Do you know that is bad for you?”…Let’s be real, I smoke because it makes me look cool...Tiffany Amber Thessian does it, and so should you.
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Pretending that I like people who don’t smoke.
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Crosswalk-hover-ers…when we are waiting to cross the street why must you stand on top of me…frankly I don’t want anyone standing close enough to hear that I am listening to Ochie Wally Wally on my ipod.
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2-floor drugstores…listen if I have to walk up a flight on non-working escalator stairs just to get my xanax prescription..than I’m not doing it…
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PETA…listen, animals die…this isn’t changing…go eat a chicken.
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Starbucks smelling like a cross between burned coffee beans and a Porta-potty.
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Waiting around for a boy…I aint no waiter, you see a tray in this hand?… I didn’t think so.
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Friday.
December 5th, 2008 at 12:34 pm
I despise drug stores with more than one floor. It’s totally unnecessary. It’s a drug store, not a department store. I have an unhealthy obsession with Duane Reade (even though they have the longest lines of any store, any where) and the one close to my office is 2 floors. I try to avoid it because it’s also right in Times Sqaure, which is the worst part of Manhattan, but when I am there, I am very bitter because the stuff I need is usually on the second floor, and I have to go back down to the first floor to pay because the second floor thinks it’s too good to have it’s own register. I think it’s just to piss customers off.
December 5th, 2008 at 1:49 pm
I wore a thong once. Too bad, because it was always my go-to “never have I ever.”
I despise everything about thongs. The only aspect I don’t really mind, oddly enough, is the Sisqo song.
Annnnd outfits are just passing trends…sweats and flannel–that’s forever, so clearly you have timeless taste.
December 5th, 2008 at 2:19 pm
If one more person lectures me on the evils of smoking (”You know those things will kill you, right? “No, shit, really? I had no idea.”) I might burn the end on his or her face.
December 5th, 2008 at 4:27 pm
I, too, struggle with dressing myself appropriately for just about any occasion. Visions of the future where everyone is wearing the same one-piece silver bodysuit don’t seem so bad…
June 24th, 2010 at 2:22 pm
Bulimic-Kim ?
Now you’ll have to explain that.