The second job hath commenced-ith!! Due to my limited economic faculties I have scored a second job to keep the bill collectors of my ass. And its allright except for the fact that I miss all the playoff hockey, and being a veggie at home and the opportunity to hang with friends. Ah well its just temporary. Once bills go bye bye and I get stash o cash saved up Im gone. Solid gone. On to fame, fortune and at least one role in a movie (B level or otherwise
) where in the middle of the pouring rain, wearing a white t-shirt and jeans or combat BDU's, I drop to my knees and scream "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" and shake my arms to the heavens above. Sometimes accompanied by the punching of a puddle. I love that shit.
