01/12/04: Rargh.

It rarely happens, but today's a day that I'm really, really, really pissed off.

I wrote a really, horrifically loathsome journal entry this evening, but chose not to post it for fear of coming across as a complete slanderous nutcase.

Instead, I give you this:

I bought some candy yesterday, and since it's Valentine's season (joy joy), those little conversation hearts are everywhere. Annoying as they are, they certainly are tasty, so I picked up a bag. As I ate 'em today, I thought that we could make a million bucks by making pissed-off versions of these things. They'd have to be short phrases that get the point across:

GET A CLUE
LOSER
BITE ME
F OFF
NO WAY
DROP DEAD
BUTT FACE
EAT ME
MAMAS BOY

... and the list is endless.

Well, it turns out that our pals at the always excellent Despair.com has already beaten us to it. While their hearts don't convey the precise emotions I was going for, they do serve up a nice helping of bitterness.

So I give to you... Bittersweets.   Read the whole page for bigg laffs.