distra

Damn, I am sick as shit and it fucking blows...... I feel asleep at work. Lance took a picture of me.... the bastard. I am having problems again at work. I hate corporate America. My new supervisor was one of those geuine Christian types who was actually a nice guy, very different from me, really normal and shit. He would do anything for you. Now, the corporate animals have their claws in him and he is the biggest lying and deceiptful person ever. It's amazing what money and power can do to someone even at such a small level in the world. I think that his face looked kind and caring before, now he looks older, cruel and fucking demonic like. I could not live that way. I do what I feel is right, and fuck all the bullshit. There, I vented. I could do more, but I'll spare you.

This new boxed set of the Cure is the best. It has some great tracks on it... It covers all of the B-Sides from 1978 to 2001. I love all of the early shit. I also love the stuff from the wish sessions. Some of those songs should have been on the album. I recomend it to any Cure fan. (The book inside is great too, it talks about the bands lineup at the time of each song and lots of stuff from Robert. Goes back to when they called theirselves the Easy Cure....)

Here is me at work today:



Onward.... I have taken wy Nyquil and am drinking beer, so I expect to be stupid here in just a few....

My friend Wayne got his first tattoo this last weekend... Let me know what you think..... I like it, but I think the "stabbing" spike should have been a bit longer......



good night... before the medicine takes place....