Handy Uses For LiveJournal...

Handy Uses For LiveJournal #453426:

Digging out the exact day I bought my phone (and therefore started my contract) on looking at my phone log and realising I've only got 60 out of my month's 250 free minutes left.

Time to switch back to the land-line for a while. Soon as those minutes run out, long cross-network calls could seriously rack up some cash.

So far, I've stayed within my call plan (250 minutes), which is roughly how much I used to spend on pre-pay before, got more minutes and texts out of it and my much-loved Nokia 3650.

SO... if I can exercise a little self control, all should be well.

Of course, I'm the king of that.

mmMMMMMmm... Jedi, you are!

Attack near Mosul brings to 44 the total of US troops killed in Iraq since May 1, when President Bush declared an end to the war.

How odd... Apparently, Yoda writes copy for my beloved Guardian...

... or perhaps it's meant to rhyme?

Attack near Mosul brings to 44
the total of US troops killed in Iraq since May 1
when President Bush declared an end to the war

... The scansion's a bit shit, mind you.

It all comes down to this, eh?

Jesus.

Sometimes something just totally knocks the wind out of you and you're suddenly a kid again, wondering just exactly why nobody likes you, no matter what the hell you do.

Not Perf's post, the source of it.

So people still think of me like this.

Oh, how sweet.

I even wrote a song about it once.
( Pretty (incapable) )

God. For once, I'm .. pfft.

I'm too upset to know what to say.

I think I might go away for a while now.

Better.

No, I'm not unhappy.

After a good think and a good simmer.

Now I'm full to the brim with *exactly* what I need.

Seething, boiling, acidic hatred.

A red mist of self-loathing for even caring.

Cold, stabbing fury.

Much better.

Correction.

How hilarious.

I get so worked up I post the wrong link.

The right link being this.

The kind words of a few people are taking the edge off this vile mixture of feelings inside.

I'm going to take some deep breaths, repeat the mantra "FUCK YOU" a few times and see if I still like tearing some elitest fuckwit gothic face out.