Bad attitude
Bad attitude. Annoying hair. Bothersome co-workers. Impatient. Grumpy. Tired.
Be wary... I might bite and not in the fun-happy way either.
![]()
Bad attitude. Annoying hair. Bothersome co-workers. Impatient. Grumpy. Tired.
Be wary... I might bite and not in the fun-happy way either.
![]()
You know... it's rather hard to believe you when you end the post with an enormous smiley face.
You fruit.
Hang in there.
Awww. I have days like that. Too many recently. Just don't bite too hard. My shots aren't up to date!
Gracious! *stepping out of the way* Hope the day bets better.
OK, here's my insincere-gimme-yer-blogwhore-support message (you can ignore it, as it is trite and sickly sweet):
Awww, poor baby. I hope you feel better soon.
Now, my serious one (you can't ignore this, as it is sincere and heartfelt):
Awww, poor baby. I hope you feel better soon. And if you want to bite someone, BITE ME! ;p
See the difference?
bad bad bad. for some reason, this song just popped into my head:
your love is like baaad medicine
bad medicine is what i need
whoa-oo-whoa
I was thinking more along the lines of
Because I'm bad
I'm bad
Come on
Bad bad
Really, really bad
You know I'm bad
I'm bad
Come on, you know
Bad bad
Really, really bad
And the whole world has to
Answer right now
Just to tell you once again
Who's bad
You come on over to my house, and we'll drink ourselves silly. Wait, I don't anything to drink. I know the kind of day you had, but look on the bright side, I'm sitting here naked and sending you the love.
Wait, that didn't sound right.
Naked Annessa love... doesn't get a lot better than that!
Thank you all for the cheer and the songs. I'm so happy that I have tomorrow off.