Sunday
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Saturday
Why Is It...
That whenever your looking for something, after a while you start to call out the name of the object your looking for over and over again until you find it, and then when you do find it, you say its name one last time in a gratifyingly resplendent tone.
"Pencil, Pencil, Pencil.... Ah, Pencil :)"
"Pencil, Pencil, Pencil.... Ah, Pencil :)"
Monday
Sunday
You Know What Really Grinds My Gears
Those little white price tags that shops put on the case of CD's, and you think its just on the plastic wrap, so you take it off and ITS STILL THERE. So you carefully try and peel it off but then you get the FUCKING SILVER STICKY BIT left behind on THE FUCKING CASE. so you have to scratch that bit off and you get all of the residue glue on the case and its all STICKY AND YOU SCRATCH THE CASE and its RUINED.
FUCK YOU STICKERS.
FUCK YOU STICKERS.
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Wednesday
You Know What Really Grinds My Gears
When you hear a voice actor on TV, and know you've heard their voice somewhere else but for the life of you you can't remember or find their name or the show you know them from.
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