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What you been doing for the last two hours? (pt4)

Nothing at all, I'm just hormonal. And the person at the desk opposite me keeps JIGGLING THE BLOODY DESKS. I WILL KILL HER.
 
I'm suprisingly good at keeping anger hidden really. I let it out here, but my boss is sat next to me laughing and joking and I'm joining in. I'm more likely to burst into tears than shout at anyone. I can't remember the last time I shouted at anyone in real life (apart from Alex, who gets to enjoy that luxury only because he's the only person I feel safe to shout at).
 
Heh. It's not that I'm not assertive. I can be, partiularly with people I don't know. I just can't bear shouting and will always immediately burst into tears when shouted at. I'm rubbish at arguments :D
 
Heh. It's not that I'm not assertive. I can be, partiularly with people I don't know. I just can't bear shouting and will always immediately burst into tears when shouted at. I'm rubbish at arguments :D

Now you do surprise me!

My red mist descends when I get shouted at :mad:
 
Seriously. I wish I didn't because it undermines any reply I might have. But I can't help it. It's really lame.
 
I just got angry because the soup of the day in the canteen is carrot and coriander. NO ONE LIKES CARROT AND CORIANDER. STOP SERVING IT. FUCKING CARROT AND CORIANDER FFS.
 
eating crisps and wanting more, smiling at boss's baby, talking about dog poo and looking for sunglasses on the internet
 
I just got angry because the soup of the day in the canteen is carrot and coriander. NO ONE LIKES CARROT AND CORIANDER. STOP SERVING IT. FUCKING CARROT AND CORIANDER FFS.

I've never had carrot and coriander. It just sounds wrong, so I think you're in the right for getting angry about it :D
 
realising that sleep was out of the question, posting on here, reading about horrible events in 1941 and looking up Nazis on Wiki/the internet.
 
finishing off some very dull paperwork , working with a student then walking home for my lunch break. back in at 3.15 till 10 :(
 
Last cpl of hours have been chores, tidying up debris in garden and house after clearing ALL unwanted debris in the home/garden into a hired skip :)

Next cpl of hours are gonna be spent on the groom in the bathroom with the missus, Al Green, facemask, bath, bottle of Sancere, few lines of coke, sexy time :cool::cool:
 
Seeing how loudly I can shout at the children without snapping my vocal chords, eating shit roast chicken, trying not to cry at the hot needle itches on my back :(

Poor me :(
 
Reading a PhD thesis I've been asked to comment on and being very impressed with it, whilst simultaneously drinking tea, smoking fags, waiting for a phone call and watching the news updates on the BBC website. :cool:
 
I've been sat in a team meeting. Despite the platters of sandwiches, trays of chocolates and massive cake that everyone else was tucking in to, I did not eat anything. Will of iron.
 
well done, missfran.

i've been planting out some windowboxes for a friend, and planning the next box instalment :)
going to the bookshop and finding a seventies copies of 'our bodies, ourselves' for three quid (and billy liar for two - i'm picking that up in a minute cos i didn't have enough on me :D). meeting a dog called mouse, from battersea dogs' home, who is living with the bookshop owner for a couple of weeks while she recovers from kennel cough and then gets rehomed.
sorting out me old artwork and considering portfolios.
mincing round me house tidying up (hardly any to do!), rearranging me veg out the back, hanging curtains and running a bath.
considering making some black and red pompoms to go with me cheerleader outfit and ambling off to some g20 stuff later... :)
 
watching old 'Who do you think you are's and Office USA.

Having some bruch through gritted teeth.

And listening to my stupid neighbours toddler sitting in his car beeping the car horn. :mad::mad::mad::mad::mad:
 
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