THORSday....

I never have enjoyed thursdays...
So far, this one is particularly shitty...
Looking for things, especially keys, makes me so mad.
It makes me even more angry when there is someone yelling at you to find them for him!
Then I just want to pull out the bb gun and pelt him in the face for being a jerk and thrashing about the house fucking up the furniture and the walls. Why are guys such blind babies?

Which brings me back to something I have been pondering quite a bit lately....

Why can't I seem to find a girl who really likes ME?!

FUCK THURSDAYS!