I am tired. Real tired. And because of this, I have absolutely little patience to spare. Not that I had much to begin with, but it's even less (right) now.
Boxing boxing boxing... know how I feel about boxing? WHO EFFIN' CARES?!?! I truly could give a rat's ass about boxing. I am really looking forward to this blowing over very soon... cause if I hear or read one more article about the fight or about fighters, I'm going to start punching. Punching what? I don't know. Something, someone. It really doesn't matter.
And you know it's gotta be bad because I am not normally a violent person.
Graduation on Friday. No, not mine. The kids. And lucky me gets to be involved in the "Faculty Walk-in"; with a cap and gown and a fake Masters robe no less. I can't wait.
And yes, that was sarcasm.
It's only Tuesday, people. Damnit.
2 comments:
I am afraid I don't see the big deal about boxing. I personally am not a fan and get rather annoyed at hearing so much about it. Blahblahblah shut up already. Before I forget, if you still have DejaVu, I say give it a watch if you have the time to kill. It's a decent movie. Woo for graduation. :p
I'm with you: Boxing (and everything to do with it) can lick me where God split me.
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