Dear georgiaclaire,

In the modern society, it is in general considered polite to give someone a chance to answer to the question you asked before you ban them.

All the best,
Jenny

Well, if any of you missed the big DELETADDON of 2007, there's plenty of links for your interest at ldragoon.

That said, I'm so waiting for the first gay person who gets their LJ deleted - that's going to open up a whole new can of worms. And I have to say, that I'm looking forward to it.

And now for some whiny RL-stuff. As I said, I resigned at the call center. The bastards offered me FIXED job, the same salary as before and the small fact that I'd be taking incoming calls instead of making them.

I said no and I've spent the rest of the day banging my head against the wall 'cause it'd be MONEY. As in food and toilet paper and paid tram-tickets. But no, I (or whatever little switch I've got in my head that decided that "Self-preservation Mode" was needed) said no. I turned down easy (more or less) money. I turned down 400EUR/month 'cause I'm either lazy or have a sense of, well, self-preservation.

It's official, I'm an idiot. -.-

(On the small up-side, I might have a few hours/week cleaning at a private person's house if we can work out the details. That money's going to pay my German course next semester.)

Over and out.

*takes deep breath* I shall remain calm. I shall not go over and kill the neighbour for drilling in the wall. I shall not go over and kill the neighbour. I shall remain calm. I shall.

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! DIE YOU BASTARD DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Someone needs to inform that ass that his little hobby is heard all over the freaking house. I can even hear it echo out in the hallway outside.

Lovely. As long as he's doing that, I can't sleep and I can't write or do anything productive because I can't bloody concentrate.

I hate him.

I have one thing to say to you, you idiot.

BACK. OFF.

I don't like it that you talk to her, or write to her, or try to be funny/witty/sexy/WHATTHEFUCKELSE, she's mineminemineminemineminemineminemineminemineMINE.

*fumes*

Tweetie's got some guy hanging after her and I. DON'T. LIKE. IT. He's trying to be all funny and whatthefuckelse and is constantly writing to her and being all purrpurrlookatmelookatme and I don't like it. At all.

*snarls*

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I'm hearing some -very- strange noises from the neighbour. >_>

I really, honestly, absolutely surely, do NOT want to know!!

Die, you disgusting scum!!! May you be torn to pieces by the demons that rule that little special part of Hell where idiots like you end up for you crimes!! May you be thrown into a poison pit covered in honey and be eaten alive by ants for the rest of eternity!!

... I had a run-in with a mis-labelled file. I got gay porn, which was not really what I was looking for.

That said, I'm feeling queasy/sick/blubb.