moanlog – Anonymous moaning

fuckingh wet weather with its disgusting humidity

If you're going to take and use something, put it back man. I just tried to find the nail cutter and it's nowhere to be seen and I hate typing with long nails. This happens every time, especially when I think I know who it is, but I have no proof. Just put stuff back, you don't even own it.

I am really fucking annoyed that no one seems to be able to rename the Vista MS Styles so that my whole list is propagated with exactly the same names.

Is it really THAT difficult to get them renamed?

if your not "available" online.. then fucking sign out! rather than me wasting my time writing you messages for you to reply 2 hours later saying "i went for a shower and tea"
oh i forgot i had phsychic powers!

ok, this guy is really starting to piss me off now.
There's nothing wrong with it.
It's his issue so he needs to shut up and fuck off.

So the evil witch mother in law from hell is going to a bonfire party tonight. She has just left looking like a pus filled geriatric Suzie Quatro. Dressed head to foot in black to match her soul, I have been asked if she “looks alright”. I said I liked her boots. I do like her boots because they look uncomfortably high and she may have a bonfire related accident when she drinks too much of her tramp juice. So yes, I like her boots very much.
I think she may have dressed to pull some unfortunate to suck the life from. To think of her whispering sweet nothings makes me want to vomit. The “romance of the century” could lead to her trapping the poor bloke into a night of passion. Ewwwwww god help him. Still in the cold light of day with the beer goggles removed and her lying like the living dead next to him – it shouldn’t last long. (cont)

Why would you celebrate your 6 month anniversary together? That's like celebrating your half birthday losers!!!

Why oh why are the post it notes now stuck together in an alternating way. If i wanted to inpress my office co-workers with something i'd show them my cock.

Leave me the fuck alone. Leave me the FUCK ALONE!
I'm not ungrateful, I'm not a little know-it-all bitch. But in your rants you never stay around long enough to head what I have to say, you never do. So don't start acting as if it's because you care or because you are truely hurt when you are the one who at ever opportunity causes an arguement over nothing, literally nothing. I'm done caring about what you say.

If you've paid the bill, TELL ME! Wouldn't this be better than letting me ask you once a day for the bill so that I can go and pay it?