ateyoursoul

alright, what's goinn' on? i'm gone for a few days, and i come back and half my pals are gone. where the hell's 'suela and ragtag? i feel so alone. i've got so much shit on my mind lately. it sucks. personal problems, and work problems. weed just isn't appeasing my mind lately.

Off to work in an hour. Yippy. my new found "notcaring" mode at work is great. I don't get angry and vicious anymore. I'm still feelin' the peachcake show. being a pirate dance squad member is hard work! ambassador ken is the only one for the job, though. what can i say?

oh my god. katie is officially my favorite suicidegirl. i think i'm gonna start worshiping her. i wish i could be as hot as her. maybe one day. i'll mold myself to her liking. i'll be her clone. it is done. i'm gonna try tochange my picture. let's see if this shit works.anyways. AMBASSADOR KEN IS TAKING OVER THE WORLD!!! our site kicks so much...
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fucking computer. I cant change my god damned picture. i hate technology.

Well, my computer is slowly decomposing. I fear my future here at SG and on the super highway of technology is to be cut short sooon, and I will be cut off from THE WORLD!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! So, practicing bass is temporarily cut short, in favor of practicing/learning guitar. It's funner. Is funner a word? I wonder about that. anyways. gotta go. i need to shower...
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Work in two hours and forty three minutes. I've been feeling strangely silent and void of words lately. I apologize for my lack of typery.

I've sold my soul. I work for Satan now.

Blargh. groggy. why do they insist on playing smile empty soul and hoobastank on the television? I'm serious. they throw me into a homicidal rage just listening to their talentless crap. I want to shake people vigorously who come in my store and buy that shit. And ask, dude, what the fuck? that's not MUSIC!!!!! grr. now I'm all irate. whatever. you know what will...
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Countdown t minus forty nine seconds 'til... work. god dammit. I've come to dread going to work. Dragging my feet up to the mile high counter, stepping up there. And the arsenal back and forth ensues. I think it's a never ending gun battle between me(trade mistress) and the customers(tweakers trying to sell little nuggets of fucking junk) I guess in the end I win...
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My throat hurts.
On that note, how is everyone? I'm tired. I've been slaving incessently over my white stripes fan site.... no others will matches mine! or strength! anything for jack. anyways. my hair's gonna fall out. i'm scared. what if i'm balled before thirty? i'm gonna start taking rogaine when i'm twenty five. maybe earlier.

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