carnalascetic

Not being a manager/tool anymore is great...except for the arterial wound spilling forth torrentially from my wallet now. "Expenses?! HAH!!" I used to say. Now I go into deep fits of weeping and gnashing of the teeth every time I have to pay a utility bill. Of course Im not so deluded as to think there was a lucrative career awaiting me back as a cashier either, but I have to figure out what Im going to do soon cause I can only live hand to mouth for so long.

Boo Hoo me

Anyways, instead of my usual jaunt to downtown SLO Im going to get faded at a friends house and its the Vikings BYE week so I get to sleep in tomorrow. WHOO HOO!!!

Later.