k. so i'm gonna blog here since i can't rant on myspace about my day job (i have coworkers on my myspace...)
everyone at work can kiss my ass. seriously. where the fuck do they get off saying i have a bad attitude.
oh, oops, i guess i sort of do.
eh, no matter. i'm not there to make friends. i'm there to make money and be good at what i do. if i step on toes and make people cry, maybe they should learn to have a spine and get over it.
bitches.
cry me a river... of blood...
everyone at work can kiss my ass. seriously. where the fuck do they get off saying i have a bad attitude.
oh, oops, i guess i sort of do.
eh, no matter. i'm not there to make friends. i'm there to make money and be good at what i do. if i step on toes and make people cry, maybe they should learn to have a spine and get over it.
bitches.

even those are usualy softback romance novels