Even if it's affordable.
Um, excuse me? There's a limit on the size of barn I'm allowed to have?
I am not a happy wife right now.
In fact I'm pretty flippin' pissed off.
If you know me at all, you know to never tell me what I can and cannot do. Never set limits on my dreams and certainly never tell me that I'm being ridiculous. That will only earn you the Wrath Of Techno, and trust me: you don't want that.
Don't poop where you eat.
I'm just sayin'.
And as for this piece of SHIT weather we're getting for the next week, well it can go stuff itself up its own ass, that's what. April 26th? Snow? Dear god the planet has turned into a giant retard. GAAAH!
Oh, please do click to get the giggles:
Hopefully the long drive into the city tomorrow won't be pure hell. It's enough I have to sit in the dentist's chair for over an hour of tooth scraping - talk about a really fun day.
OK this post is going nowhere so I'll throw you some LSD-laced confetti that tastes like rainbows and butterflies and leave it at that.
/end of Pissed Off Techno post/