Sort and bitter, this post will be just like I like my men.
Though I do, at times, seem to have magical powers at my disposal (though to anyone who is even the least bit tech savvy, it's not magic but basic know-how at work) the one thing I can't do is predict how bad traffic will be any given hour of any given day. I tried to take a correspondence course from Miss Cleo to develop my physic and future-seeing abilities, but it turns out that was all a scam. If I was physic I could have seen that coming. Ah, the classic catch-22 situation.
FUCK THE IDIOT
1 week ago
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