Somebody just put a fucking bullet in me today!
The day starts with somebody being a complete dick on the road, frustrating me. Then I have a bitch fest with a person in the alley behind work because I alledgely shot rocks at her car and she wants me to pay for the rock chip repair...get fucked! Then I find out that yesterday somebody decided to clean out my bank account (all but 68 cents that is) so I now have no money to live off of for the next 10 days. After getting back from the bank to fill out the paperwork for an investigation I get a phone call from dad's g/f telling me that the cops were at their house today looking for me. Wonderful. So now I'm in a bad mood, broke, and being saught after by the cops. Could this day get any worse? I'd really rather not find out! So I call the cops and find out what the deal is, and it turns out I've had a complaint filed against me by that BITCH from the alley earlier today. Beautiful! I love my life! So needless to say, Davey isn't a happy camper today. Tonights plans consist of beer, movies and locking myself off from the world! I'd like to get hammered, but I have to open the store tomorrow, then start my motorcycle course. I think what I really need to feel better is find that cocksucker who compromised my bank card...I'd make the fucker beg for death!
Again, somebody just fucking shoot me! Please!
The day starts with somebody being a complete dick on the road, frustrating me. Then I have a bitch fest with a person in the alley behind work because I alledgely shot rocks at her car and she wants me to pay for the rock chip repair...get fucked! Then I find out that yesterday somebody decided to clean out my bank account (all but 68 cents that is) so I now have no money to live off of for the next 10 days. After getting back from the bank to fill out the paperwork for an investigation I get a phone call from dad's g/f telling me that the cops were at their house today looking for me. Wonderful. So now I'm in a bad mood, broke, and being saught after by the cops. Could this day get any worse? I'd really rather not find out! So I call the cops and find out what the deal is, and it turns out I've had a complaint filed against me by that BITCH from the alley earlier today. Beautiful! I love my life! So needless to say, Davey isn't a happy camper today. Tonights plans consist of beer, movies and locking myself off from the world! I'd like to get hammered, but I have to open the store tomorrow, then start my motorcycle course. I think what I really need to feel better is find that cocksucker who compromised my bank card...I'd make the fucker beg for death!
Again, somebody just fucking shoot me! Please!