This is you, isn’t it?
Shouldn’t we find the inventor of the Garmin and subject him to long hours of torture, telling him, “this will only take 5 more minutes” when in fact it takes hours upon countless hours?
Wasn’t mine only a river?
Can you ever cross the same river twice (by GPS)?
Why is it that I run out of likes each day?
Why can’t you give Golden Girl hugs instead? Aren’t those unlimited?
Won’t I be chastised for multiple gif posting?
Isn’t this a safe place?
Is it?
How do you manage that?
Maybe the BBS is telling you to go out and see that shiny yellow ball in the sky?
???
That makes muh day–and even though I haven’t hung the sheetrock, redone the electrical, or installed the ceiling…
How fucking excited am I to not be working on my kitchen after a year!?!?!?
(Why yes, that is a trebuchet, a ballista, and the De Longs table of every wine making grape and their properties)
How come nobody told me how awesome it was to add both black raspberries and olives to my romaine-tomato-feta salad?
#DID WE ASK?
Did we know to ask?
(TIL: a ballista is kind of like a trebuchet)
Didn’t I have an awesome weekend?
Besides getting to ride (not my video) a really cool roller coaster with the kid, didn’t I get to visit one of the coolest music shops in North America and find some awesome 1960s Japanese girl pop?
Am I really still fighting with this other family over honoring their commitment to house most of the visiting German family who arrive THIS Saturday?
Did she really just tell me that I should magically rearrange my schedule to keep the family at my dad’s in another state since I don’t have the room to house them myself, and then when she’s ready she’ll take them to do all the fun stuff in the city without us? Despite the fact we have daily commitments in the city ourselves that we can’t get out of?
Did I just give her a piece of my mind, much less civil than usual for me?
What the hell is wrong with some people?
Entitled, self-absorbed arseholes who never have to consider other people who aren’t working for, or in some way beholden to, them?