still sorta sick rants

Following suit with my last rant...

and for fucks sake what is with these winds and crazy dry air...OH not to mention SMOGGY AS ALL BROWN HELL TODAY ugh. Not only was I battling my sickness being outside for my yard sale, I was also breathing in nice brown air...MMMMM..delicious....SICK! Maybe if douche bags like the caravan of "Yes on 8" supporters that honked their way down Sunset stopped driving their fancy vehicles I wouldn't have brown lung. How about that?

Speaking of the asshat caravan...DO NOT come into MY neighborhood EVER AGAIN, HONKING WILDLY in support of prop 8...JUST DON'T...because not only will you have to deal with me and my incessant BOOING, I will have prepared an army against prop 8 armed with whips and chains, footlong dildos, and lots of rage. I hope all that tape used to plaster your fancy vehicles with posters fucked up your paint job.

sick rants

I feel like I'm stuck in a glass box living in LA. I just can't stand it anymore. I don't know what to do. I can't afford to move or find a job again since I just got one. I'm just really frustrated, a bit unhappy, and I just want a change. I'm over the stagnancy and routine of every aspect of my life around me.

And for fucks sake can the heat just QUIT?!?! I'm so over these heat waves.