Aug. 19th, 2009

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Today has been one of those days. You know those days? The ones where everyone complains about their job constantly, you wind up using the pole pruners on nests of tent caterpillars before breakfast, no one has anything good to say about anything, you get exported to Langley to work in the hottest possible part of the valley for so few hours it's barely worth it, there's no chance of seeing the boyfriend before hooping class, you have a whole wad of cash that you can't touch because it's going to pay off a debt, you can't find a beam clamp for a softride anywhere, your camera isn't uploading pictures, you get on the internet and complete strangers have messaged you on okcupid with idiotic messages like "eek I hate strapons" and "why the fuck don't you climb outside" (do either of those seem like good one-line messages on a personals site to you?), you are sticky and gross and still need to clean the rat cages this week and it's already Wednesday, and you need to run to new west with nonexistent time like yesterday to pick up a time-sensitive and precious cargo.

You know, those days.

I have solved a couple of those problems. I will ignore the rest. You will, however, excuse me if I'm not in the mood right now.

Why Green'storm', they always ask.
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I took these just for you.





Remember, these are falling basically on your head because you're cutting out the nests with pole pruners a dozen feet up.

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