My cousin is so lousy. All he does is sit on the couch and watch TV. Well, when he is not annoying the living day lights out of everyone. Why is he so lousy? No one in my family is except him! He is also lazy. So annoying and LOUSY!
The weather was lousy. Clouds hung low, the sky an end-of-days grey. There were no birds, they were all gone south. It put a sour taste in his mouth when he stepped outside.
What a lousy bum. I run from store to store this child of man, this wasteful slime that claims he’s NOT a slave to my whim — if I weren’t in love with him, I’d let him rot.
errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr oh oh lazy people being tired and not waking up in the morning due to alarm clock not working eating really slowly and not doing things right.
I had been feeling lousy for weeks. Not terrible enough to be sick, but just down in that about-to-come-down-with-something way. I had tried everything I could think of to get over it, but nothing helped. Life was just getting me down, and I needed a serious change.
I’m having a lousy day. I got up late, too late to even eat my breakfast. Thankfully, I had time to pick up a cup of coffee. The computer at work didn’t work, and I spent too much time preparing.
Lousy again? This is the second lousy day that this has been the “one word”! That’s lousy! Please, give me another word so that I stop thinking in this lousy pattern in which there are no lice.
the feeling i get when i wake in the morning and your not next to me. its like having no coffee on a cold morning … when i step in the shower and theres no soap to wash with. thats lousy.
It’s a lousy day. Grey. Rainy. Short. With the time change, the day seems extraordinarily short and that makes for discouraging, dark and dreary days. I’m going to have to try to offset it by being super up and happy. Ugh.
param is a lousy piece of shit however i love him with all of my heart and soul because he has black socks and a blue shirt and his face is brown and laura my best friend in the whole world is also brown and i love her and someone else without a name is also brown and i think that all the best people are brown even if theyre lousy sometimes.
loousy. i never want to be lousy. i never want lousy to be a word that describes me. lousy is a lot like lazy… another thing i never want to be.
i;m waiting on the world to change and the outcome is going to be beautiful. i believe in this world so much. so much potential.
i’m happy you are here :)
I loosened the noose around the naked man’s wrists. “Git!” I growled, and he took off across the open field. I fired one shot, took his calf. “Lousy shot…” I spit in the sand, disgusted.
This lousy cold got me down…. I missed a party, which I wanted to go to… See friends that had left me and the ex that’s dating my friend now… Woulda been nice… Wish I didn’t have to die so soon. So many things to ssay and see…
such a lousy day it was. and even though the rain was falling, all i wanted to do was rip away this waste of skin and shed some tears of my own with mother earth. enough with the negativity i feel deep inside my body…let me feel rain fall on the inside of my skin. such a lousy day.
i’ve been feeling so lousy all day long. winter is here.. that’s how I know! feel like stayin in bed, listening goodmusic and thinking bout d one you love all the time… and ofcourse not to forget Coffee and a good magazine :)
its all blissful !
what a lousy birthday
i say that [almost] every year
(since i can remember)
although it seems like i can say
this one topped the last one
wish you came by for it
although i can’t pick anyone better
to celebrate my own birth
than me.
i spent all day & night in class
you stayed home to “conserve gas”
a 5 minute drive
what a lousy birthday
i say that [almost] every year
(since i can remember)
although it seems like i can say
this one topped the last one
wish you came by for it
although i can’t pick anyone better
to celebrate my own birth
than me.
I feel lousy. It’s three in the morning, and my brain is hyped up and worn out from the Red Bull. I’m no longer being productive…now I’m just being for longer amounts of time. I need to sleep. Pronto.
I feel lousy. It’s three in the morning, and my brain is hyped up and worn out from the Red Bull. I’m no longer being productive…now I’m just being for longer amounts of time. I need to sleep. Pronto.
I am a lousy friend, a lousy student, a lousy child, a lousy lover, a lousy scientist, a lousy athlete, a lousy judge, a lousy enemy. My self is a brutal and hopeless animal except for my soul. Now, how will I win this battle?
lousy speakers in a lousy public space. what a lousy idea… now i have tickets to pay, my car was parked in a lousy space… what a lousy day! i feel like a lousy looser that went the wrong way in an alley, someone forgot to raise me, now please let me fly away.
Ten cents. That’s all Frederick needed to get into the side show. One lousy dime. Unfortunately, he’d spent his last few cents on a bucket of popcorn, cotton candy, a phosphate, two hot dogs, a box of onion rings, four tries to knock down the milk bottles, a ride on the ferris wheel, and a quick fondle by the bearded lady behind the snake tent. He resolved to try sneaking in the back way where the half-man, half woman was putting on his/her brazziere, and to get roughed up by a couple of toothless roustabouts.
no good piece of shit drug dealking piese of crap not trustworthy
no fun
cant think of anything
still nothing
lousy no good son of a bleeeeeep
ex husband
time up
You suck at writing! she said. But I never listened. Her comment flew over my head like that baseball did so many years ago. You know, the one where I was supposed to catch it and we would have won that really important game. Eh. I didn’t care then, and I definitely don’t care now. I guess I was just as lousy at baseball then as I am at writing now…eh.
What a lousy good for nothing he is! she exclaimed. Can’t do anything right, always lays the blame where it oughtn’t be. On me! It’s quite preposterous, really, the things he does and says. I don’t know how the rest of them put up with him, the supervisor and the committee. If he were my student… why, I’d, I’d…
Reminds me of most of my nights. I can be ridiculously tired all throughout the day, but once it gets dark out I’m wide awake again. Most nights it’s tossing and turning in bed, while listening to the “white noise” of the fan on medium. Racing thoughts are common as well and the things I thought I had forgotten, or had gotten over, appear in my dreams as a reminder of my past.
My cousin is so lousy. All he does is sit on the couch and watch TV. Well, when he is not annoying the living day lights out of everyone. Why is he so lousy? No one in my family is except him! He is also lazy. So annoying and LOUSY!
there is a lot of lousy things that happen to people and to the united states lousy lousy lousy!!!lousy!
i think of people who are mean. lousy,, um well lousy people are dumb cause i think its retarded to be a lousy person
The weather was lousy. Clouds hung low, the sky an end-of-days grey. There were no birds, they were all gone south. It put a sour taste in his mouth when he stepped outside.
What a lousy bum. I run from store to store this child of man, this wasteful slime that claims he’s NOT a slave to my whim — if I weren’t in love with him, I’d let him rot.
errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr oh oh lazy people being tired and not waking up in the morning due to alarm clock not working eating really slowly and not doing things right.
lazy people being tired sleep coffe not waking up in the morning alarm clock failer pie is nice
“Lousy?”
I balked in mock disbelief, shaking my head. “What kind of shit insult is that? ‘Your attitude is lousy’? What are you, my mother, my wife?”
And, to my surprise, she replied, “both, actually. Time travel is a funny business. And back in my day, kid, lousy was a prime insult.”
sloppy,
boring,
dirty,
not-bothered,
blahblah, blah
I had been feeling lousy for weeks. Not terrible enough to be sick, but just down in that about-to-come-down-with-something way. I had tried everything I could think of to get over it, but nothing helped. Life was just getting me down, and I needed a serious change.
very bad
for example lousy food
he offered me lousy food in restaurant
iam feel l
I’m having a lousy day. I got up late, too late to even eat my breakfast. Thankfully, I had time to pick up a cup of coffee. The computer at work didn’t work, and I spent too much time preparing.
The common phrase of today is, “What a lousy day.” I disagree. I love the rain, the wind, the snow. What a beautiful day.
Lousy again? This is the second lousy day that this has been the “one word”! That’s lousy! Please, give me another word so that I stop thinking in this lousy pattern in which there are no lice.
the feeling i get when i wake in the morning and your not next to me. its like having no coffee on a cold morning … when i step in the shower and theres no soap to wash with. thats lousy.
It’s a lousy day. Grey. Rainy. Short. With the time change, the day seems extraordinarily short and that makes for discouraging, dark and dreary days. I’m going to have to try to offset it by being super up and happy. Ugh.
you
my friend. i dont know what should i write or it is just a timepass i love stumble upon
lousy person
lousy weather
lousy people
lousy what ?
What is this lousy of which you speak? Am I covered with louts? Could I not say I am mitey if I am covered in mites?
param is a lousy piece of shit however i love him with all of my heart and soul because he has black socks and a blue shirt and his face is brown and laura my best friend in the whole world is also brown and i love her and someone else without a name is also brown and i think that all the best people are brown even if theyre lousy sometimes.
loousy. i never want to be lousy. i never want lousy to be a word that describes me. lousy is a lot like lazy… another thing i never want to be.
i;m waiting on the world to change and the outcome is going to be beautiful. i believe in this world so much. so much potential.
i’m happy you are here :)
I loosened the noose around the naked man’s wrists. “Git!” I growled, and he took off across the open field. I fired one shot, took his calf. “Lousy shot…” I spit in the sand, disgusted.
I ran my hand through his greasy mop, then withdrew it suddenly, retching. “lousy!”, i cried. And he looked up at me and grinned a gap-toothed smile.
This lousy cold got me down…. I missed a party, which I wanted to go to… See friends that had left me and the ex that’s dating my friend now… Woulda been nice… Wish I didn’t have to die so soon. So many things to ssay and see…
such a lousy day it was. and even though the rain was falling, all i wanted to do was rip away this waste of skin and shed some tears of my own with mother earth. enough with the negativity i feel deep inside my body…let me feel rain fall on the inside of my skin. such a lousy day.
i’ve been feeling so lousy all day long. winter is here.. that’s how I know! feel like stayin in bed, listening goodmusic and thinking bout d one you love all the time… and ofcourse not to forget Coffee and a good magazine :)
its all blissful !
what a lousy birthday
i say that [almost] every year
(since i can remember)
although it seems like i can say
this one topped the last one
wish you came by for it
although i can’t pick anyone better
to celebrate my own birth
than me.
i spent all day & night in class
you stayed home to “conserve gas”
a 5 minute drive
what a lousy birthday
i say that [almost] every year
(since i can remember)
although it seems like i can say
this one topped the last one
wish you came by for it
although i can’t pick anyone better
to celebrate my own birth
than me.
I feel lousy. It’s three in the morning, and my brain is hyped up and worn out from the Red Bull. I’m no longer being productive…now I’m just being for longer amounts of time. I need to sleep. Pronto.
I feel lousy. It’s three in the morning, and my brain is hyped up and worn out from the Red Bull. I’m no longer being productive…now I’m just being for longer amounts of time. I need to sleep. Pronto.
I am a lousy friend, a lousy student, a lousy child, a lousy lover, a lousy scientist, a lousy athlete, a lousy judge, a lousy enemy. My self is a brutal and hopeless animal except for my soul. Now, how will I win this battle?
then she must die. But her death cause another. Another? have you lost your senses? is this an open threat?
lousy speakers in a lousy public space. what a lousy idea… now i have tickets to pay, my car was parked in a lousy space… what a lousy day! i feel like a lousy looser that went the wrong way in an alley, someone forgot to raise me, now please let me fly away.
Ten cents. That’s all Frederick needed to get into the side show. One lousy dime. Unfortunately, he’d spent his last few cents on a bucket of popcorn, cotton candy, a phosphate, two hot dogs, a box of onion rings, four tries to knock down the milk bottles, a ride on the ferris wheel, and a quick fondle by the bearded lady behind the snake tent. He resolved to try sneaking in the back way where the half-man, half woman was putting on his/her brazziere, and to get roughed up by a couple of toothless roustabouts.
no good piece of shit drug dealking piese of crap not trustworthy
no fun
cant think of anything
still nothing
lousy no good son of a bleeeeeep
ex husband
time up
You suck at writing! she said. But I never listened. Her comment flew over my head like that baseball did so many years ago. You know, the one where I was supposed to catch it and we would have won that really important game. Eh. I didn’t care then, and I definitely don’t care now. I guess I was just as lousy at baseball then as I am at writing now…eh.
It has to be a Monday i whispered to my buddy Alex. But he said no it’s sunday. Lousy guess i guess.
lousy..??? like my prime minister ithink… i can’t bear to see him everyday and everywhere..
What a lousy good for nothing he is! she exclaimed. Can’t do anything right, always lays the blame where it oughtn’t be. On me! It’s quite preposterous, really, the things he does and says. I don’t know how the rest of them put up with him, the supervisor and the committee. If he were my student… why, I’d, I’d…
He was lousy in bed. So i faked it. Later when we are having a fight, I might use this against him. But for now I’ll let him dream.
Reminds me of most of my nights. I can be ridiculously tired all throughout the day, but once it gets dark out I’m wide awake again. Most nights it’s tossing and turning in bed, while listening to the “white noise” of the fan on medium. Racing thoughts are common as well and the things I thought I had forgotten, or had gotten over, appear in my dreams as a reminder of my past.