Okay I was in a GREAT mood, on my way to work, jamming to Shake Ya Tailfeather (I know it's old - shut it!) and then I get in the parking lot of Crying Cow Bank and Pfffttt.... (no I did not fart).

To The Dumb Bitch in the Raggedy White Car - You do NOT have to follow so closely in the parking lot Mmmmmkay. and when I call you on it "I didn't know you were backing up to park" is not an acceptable excuse. The point is if you were not up my F'in tailpipe - we wouldn't have had a problem.

To The Hens in my area - Will you just shut the f*ck up for five minutes. Just five.minutes. You give me a headache every freaking day. Chatter~chatter~chatter. It's enough to make a girl go postal.

To Dog Lady- You're $900 dog - oh, did I mention it cost $900? I have a $900 m*altese.... Get the point? It is a dog. A d-o-g. It can't fly, it can't walk on water and i'm sure it can not ever be even 1/4 cute as you gush on and on and on and on that it is. Put a cork in it lady. We are so over it.

To The People at "Slice It Pizza"- Get your shit together and get the damn restaurant open already. I rolled up there last night just ready to get my Pizza on and you weren't open for business yet. Are you freakin' kidding me? How many months does it take? GAH!