Noticed that my mike was dead when receiving a Skype call from witchy.
/sniggers. not that i enjoyed having
carte blanche in the talking department, and not having to listen to his
drivel words of wisdom.
but my bitch is...
FUCKING TELEVISION!!!
honestly, my mum has it on constantly (until i finally lost it completely and moaned about it, very loudly and extremely pithily), and it's such a load of inane fucking babble. i've never heard such banal shite in my life - who the fuck is it aimed at? people with lobotomies?
it took less than two days for me to be so stressed about it i had to say something. bless her, she moaned like fuck, but turned it off occasionally while i was there. any more of it, and i'm sure i'd have turned into a Stepford Wife.
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...