there is a high level of annoyance in my air today.
n ive slowly come to realise...its just one of those things thats going to have to pass on its own. cuz theres no one to talk to about it...cuz quite frankly theres not a capacity to understand it...and i swear to christ if i read 'lol' one more time when attempting to express myself im going to reach thru the screen and throttle the person on the other end until their head flops around like an effin ragdoll.
html is not my friend today.
i dont know if its my settings or what not...but the things i want it to do...its not doing...and being quite obstinate about it. on any other site i'd have it finished by now. here? not so much. so instead of being that...*searches for the word* obsessive anal retentive perfectionist...not exactly the words i was looking for...but they'll do...i said eff it. sides when it comes down to it i hate going to a page to leave a comment n theres shitty music on n i cant get it to stfu.
yes i ate a bowl of bitchflakes this morning.
they were quite tastey too.
part of me i spose has forgotten that people come onto the internet to play...and to collect imaginary friends. i suppose its easy to transfer the high standards i hold myself to unto other people. its another matter for them to live up to them. maybe my standards are to high? thats something i'll have to ruminate about at another time.
the whole cleaning punishment thing? yeah sure it works as far as they dun speak while they're doing it and my house is clean...yet it has done absolutely nothing to subdue the amount of attitude & backtalk. so i sent them to bed. at 1:30 in the afternoon. it annoys them...and gives me some peace. im all about making my life easier.
sure there are parents out there who find it easier to be their friend and a parent...and while im most definitely not pointing fingers at anyone whatsoever...that just doesnt work for me. i need adult friends. not children. its too much to expect them to be able...eh i dont know...i dont have childish interests...i dont enjoy childish things...and not childish as in baby...but childish as in...well child...ish. cuz i heart 'ish'. and sure im rambling but its my blog and im allowed so lick me.
i need more adult interaction...tho i dont like people enough to put up with their idiosyncrasies. i enjoy conversation...sure sometimes i even enjoy retardinated conversation. yes im aware thats not really a word but i enjoy making them up. i just...dont enjoy conversations that revolve around...*thinks of a way to put it tactfully*...zero brain power. eating food. and toe nail clippings. yannow? or maybe not.
i should...go...kill some Sims...yeah definitely that...cuz it amuses me...and releases tension...and keeps me from killing actual carbon based lifeforms.
ciao
