In a week where I was metaphorically pissed on every day, it could really end in no other way than being literally pissed on by the cat. I was sitting on the floor, playing Soul Calibur III, when all of a sudden I feel some warmth on my leg. I got pissed. I took a shower. I vented to some friends.
I would be able to work if someone had tended to the God damned walls that are in the way of my workspace. Since they didn't even walk the space, they've already run out of money on their original bid and are begging on their hands and knees to the board for more.
Of course, if we miss a couple of days, they'll try to give us the hours back in the form of consecutive double or 10/8 suicide shifts. Hmm. Let me see. How do I say "fuck no" and still stay "gainfully employed?" (Those words are never said without sarcastic intent by anyone but car dealerships. Take a wild fucking guess what I mean by that.)
Not having a vehicle is the worst, especially when you live in the suburbs. Everything here is so stretched out. I have to walk a quarter-mile just to get any food around here. It's no wonder people in Texas are so fat. Yes, I don't even think of disincluding myself in that number.
Sorry for all that. But if blogs weren't invented for random bitching and passive-agressive grappling, what for?
I would be able to work if someone had tended to the God damned walls that are in the way of my workspace. Since they didn't even walk the space, they've already run out of money on their original bid and are begging on their hands and knees to the board for more.
Of course, if we miss a couple of days, they'll try to give us the hours back in the form of consecutive double or 10/8 suicide shifts. Hmm. Let me see. How do I say "fuck no" and still stay "gainfully employed?" (Those words are never said without sarcastic intent by anyone but car dealerships. Take a wild fucking guess what I mean by that.)
Not having a vehicle is the worst, especially when you live in the suburbs. Everything here is so stretched out. I have to walk a quarter-mile just to get any food around here. It's no wonder people in Texas are so fat. Yes, I don't even think of disincluding myself in that number.
Sorry for all that. But if blogs weren't invented for random bitching and passive-agressive grappling, what for?
heatherann:
Whew! Good thing I don't go to Georgia Tech... or have any of that semen stuff. 
lokischild:
i understand the whole car thing...i too, live in the burbs, and nnot having a car has definately limited my options for employment, since it has to be somewhere within walking distance...bastards.... 
and hey! where have you been! i haven't talked (in instant messenger of course, god i'm such a nerd) to you in so long! i'm going through withdrawals..... 
and hey! where have you been! i haven't talked (in instant messenger of course, god i'm such a nerd) to you in so long! i'm going through withdrawals.....