My good humour from Sat has evaporated. And everything is conspiring to make me grumpy. Well, either that or I’m interpreting everything to make me grumpy.
And the weird thing is that I know exactly why[1] I’m grumpy, and it makes no sense whatsoever, but that doesn’t stop the grump-factor. Despite the fact that I think the reason I’m grumpy is funny, I’m still grumpy.
And obviously in need of a thesaurus.
But I’m internalising the grump, so its all good. No one need know :)
Linknotes:
- you don’t want to know, its just stupid and silly ↩
Fence. The stupid and the silly is EXACTLY what we want to know. We're very firm on that.
Hope the grumpies pass amazingly quickly!
I second Kelly. I rang you already. Will ring you again. And verbal at you for ages, thus giving you a non-stupid and silly reason to be pissed off!
Hey love. Sorry for dumping you for Xaosseed – we only talk once a month or less so needed to take the call. :-) Glad you're over your grump. Entitled though you are to be grumpy, I don't like you to not be happy. That's because I love you. (And your stupid-ass face) Call you tomorrow.
And did you SEE us on the news? Oh those silly Christian Brothers. Silly, silly, silly. And the stenographer I used to always chat to was on it!
I'm internatlising Kelly. Its what I do.
Thanks Carl. And the grumps are gone. because it was a silly thing and now *poof* gone. So it is all good.
Awww, I hope the grumpiness dissipates soon.
Thanks Andi.