The purpose of people

Today, the express purpose of people I ran across, for the most part, has been to piss me off. I can't even remember most of them now because I'm so cold. I despise cold and wind. When I get married, which will be soon by God, we're moving to somewhere warm without howling arctic winds. Now my eye is twitching.

I was also saddened to learn that the cute guy who I like to find so I can pretend not to stare at him was not at work today for some reason. I know he works weekdays and has weekends off. Oh where are you B?

I also have hope that New England, as much as I dislike them, slaughters Baltimore this weekend. Baltimore, pffft, like they think they're going anywhere this year. Even if Tom Brady can't beat them, surely Peyton Manning will deliver a crushing blow to any hopes the ravens had of going to the Super Bowl.

I can't stop eating chocolate covered marshmellows... and why is it telling me that marshmellow is spelled wrong?

~musicalsparks