December 19, 2012

  • html problems

    Last night I worked my ass off trying to focus and not be flustered at work and we were getting smashed and I was handing out drink coupons left and right. I watched my coworker kind of diCKing with people which doesn't fly on my boat. If some lady is being a bitch just chillax God will take care of her karma. Some people are untrusting in this world. They come in and they don't trust they don't think they'll get anything from you because you don't care about them. Frankly, I care about you, so step up to the front desk and I will give you a warm smile, free breakfast, and check you into your room. That is the Elyse way. Whatever.
    Okay so I TOOK a web design class in high school and I'm not an idiot I know a little thing or two about HTML. Therefore, it is complete bullshit that my link on my tumblr doesn't work simply linking you to this site. I cant figure it out. It leads you to the main page of xanga for some reason instead. I feel so angry at it. I might have to tamper with it. Honestly, getting my html fixed on tumblr has been a nightmare. I had to ask Tori to help me because my computer wouldn't do it. My system was outdated. fuck me, man.
    Last night I came home and I talked with David for a while and when he left I smoked up and I watched True Life and that wasn't doing it for me so I smoked some more and I watched Mad Men and that wasn't doing it for me so I smoked more and hooked up my netflix to my PS3 which was incredibly hard at this point of me trying to function and then I watched "My So-Called Life" which was gothic as fuck and I started drifting to sleep. I have a ghost presence in my apartment so I was dealing with strange creaks and cracks all night. My cat was lifting her head up to every strange noise and so was I until I got bored with the whole thing. A giant brown bug danced across the floor and I chased it screaming "You're dead fucker!" and smashed it with a magazine. Then I started to pass out so I crawled to bed. When I woke up in the morning I found a picture on the internet that really looks like my ex boyfriend getting his dick rubbed: I don't know. It's hard for me to tell but it's impossible. It can't be him...right?
    I'm too lazy to finish the Walking Dead.
    Free Leech Baby.