Does anyone else hate Adobe Acrobat? I get really squeamish and frantic when the little muscle man and the other whooshing graphics of Acrobat pop up on my screen after I click on a link I think will take me to a web site. NO NO NOT ACROBAT! I plead while clicking ferociously on ‘stop’ or ‘back’. It’s almost bizarre how panicky I get hopping there’s still time to close the window before IT freezes and TAKES FOREVER to download.
Rachel doesn’t love my feet. When someone says “I love you” to me I expect them to love all of me.
“WELL, DO YOU LOVE MY CROTCH?” she retorted.
What a girl.
I miss work only because I don’t get to wait for the C-train downtown anymore. I used to see and hear some interesting stuff during the summer. Now when I do wait for the train, downtown, it’s with James and he’s distracting.
YES YOU GOT ME I’M IN LOVE WITH JAMES.
Freaking love. I only love girls, crotches?, and bizarre happenings. Geeez go back to rolling in your own fun. Leave my love out of it.
Well that was rambley perfection.
2 comments:
Hehehe. Funny stuff!
Well would you love people's crotch? Feet are yucky.
~cananada
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