November 20, 2002 :: 12:22 a.m.
grr fucking argh
UPN MUST DIE.
Someone explain to me WHY I didn't get to see Buffy tonight, please. Because it seems to me that I have to wait until Saturday fucking night to see it when everyone and their distant cousins got to see it tonight just so my fucked up little regional UPN could air a re-run of the fucking Martin Lawrence Show. Yeah, you heard me. Martin Lawrence ripped my new Buffy away from me, and now I want his blood on my Captain Crunch.
GRRR. Today has been exceedingly shitty, in case you haven't noticed. Yesterday was, too. I won't be surprised if tomorrow is even shittier, though if it is I may lose my composure and put a yardstick through someone's lung. If I weren't so damn tired, I would sit here all night, thinking up new and more colorful ways to use the broken bones and torn skin of my local UPN's network executives. Alas. I promised Adam I'd be in bed by 12:30, and I can't break promises that I make to the boy. So... I shall sleep now, and rant later. Sound good?
Good, then. 'Night.
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