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Frustration
Dec. 19th, 2005 11:50 amStill no word from the Miss. DEQ. Augh.
Want to know. Want to know noooow!
*sadface*
I have a can of smoked salmon canned by my uncle in Alaska, which I had planned on spreading on crackers and having for lunch today. I cannot do this thing. I can only gaze sadly upon the can, because my mother's house doesn't have a real canopener - just one of the electric ones that can't seem to get a good grip on this particular can. So near, and yet so far! Oh, salmon, I hardly knew ye!
I want that job. I want that job, and I want someone to tell me if I have it, and I want to live in my own place with MY OWN STUFF, which contains a canopener that I can use to open this damn can of salmon.
Yes. It's life's priorities, you see, that are important.
UPDATE:
Acquired at Kroger: One cheap can-opener.
Obsession Determination is the key.
Want to know. Want to know noooow!
*sadface*
I have a can of smoked salmon canned by my uncle in Alaska, which I had planned on spreading on crackers and having for lunch today. I cannot do this thing. I can only gaze sadly upon the can, because my mother's house doesn't have a real canopener - just one of the electric ones that can't seem to get a good grip on this particular can. So near, and yet so far! Oh, salmon, I hardly knew ye!
I want that job. I want that job, and I want someone to tell me if I have it, and I want to live in my own place with MY OWN STUFF, which contains a canopener that I can use to open this damn can of salmon.
Yes. It's life's priorities, you see, that are important.
UPDATE:
Acquired at Kroger: One cheap can-opener.
