August 19th, 2004

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Blessed Grey Poupon

One of the other drivers did the Grey Poupon thing to me today. I was ready for him, though. I had a little squeezie of it from a sandwich I bought this morning. "But of course..."

Lately, a bunch of people have been saying to me "Have a blessed day." I feel completely slimed everytime this happens. Wish me a good day. Wish me a nice day. Tell me to go fuck myself. But don't attack me with your gods, dammit. You don't have the standing.