ebullient, ebullient, ebullient.
Nov. 18th, 2009 06:29 pm![[personal profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cheloyaApparently when I am not at five thousand watts of sparkle, everyone notices. I'm sure that means something good, but at the moment that seems to be translating into the need to be at ten thousand watts tomorrow so I don't worry people, which, uh. No.
Christmas party on Friday is looking more and more like something I would rather hide under the table than attend, but try explaining 'I will have trouble breathing' to the enthusiastically social without anyone taking it personally or trying to convince you that It Will Be Fun You Will Have a Great Time. Darling, I love you dearly, but that time is not great for me.
Additionally, iTunes, I don't need you to Genius it up for me every time I fucking open you. I need to you to play the playlist that I click on. That's why I make playlists.
*huff*
Christmas party on Friday is looking more and more like something I would rather hide under the table than attend, but try explaining 'I will have trouble breathing' to the enthusiastically social without anyone taking it personally or trying to convince you that It Will Be Fun You Will Have a Great Time. Darling, I love you dearly, but that time is not great for me.
Additionally, iTunes, I don't need you to Genius it up for me every time I fucking open you. I need to you to play the playlist that I click on. That's why I make playlists.
*huff*
