My old balls are a little twisted today anyway because I'm waiting for a FedEx all day and I don't want to miss it. But I have things to do.
You know how frustrating that can be .
Jesus you to? they call this morning telling me my package is coming between the hours of 3pm-6pm which is a ridiculous fucking time period, so I'm sitting at home all day long waiting for these c unts while i had a whole list of shit to do but couldn't leave and then finally 15 mins ago i get fed up with it and call and they track my order and tell me that there was a mix up and my package isn't coming until tomorrow :roll eyes: its shit like this that makes me wanna go out and do bad things to good people.
That's a weird coincidence .
They finally came at almost five o'clock, and then I had to run out to Astoria in rush hour traffic. I got lucky, though. I went around the horn (Throggs Neck to the Clearview to Northern Boulevard), and sailed right out. I caught a little traffic on the Whitestone coming home. But not as bad as I feared. But they still fucked up my whole afternoon!
"I got news for you. If it wasn't for the toilet, there would be no books." --- George Costanza.
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