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(no warning...you're just gonna have to read on) Hey, guess what? I still fuckin' hate work. I need to get another job. Seriously. I hate people. ALOT. I think I'm gonna just start pulling a hair out of my head everytime I meet someone that pisses me off. I'll be bald by the end of next week. Actually...scratch that idea...it will hurt too much once I start having to pull out pubes. Fuck that. I'm just gonna start killing people. Just joking. I'm far too lazy for mass murder. Not to mention too broke. The bullets alone would cost too much for me. I'm a broke motha fucka....which is why I still have my shit job. But, hey, it beats the prostitution ring...and at least my boss doesn't slap me when I don't bring in the dough. Haha. Speaking of prostitutes...any ladies lookin' to make some money? I can only afford to pay in sexual favors...but hey...we can help eachother out. Lol. I WAS planning on going back up to college to stay with some friends of mine up there for the weekend, but I heard some news today that is making me reconsider. My parents are leaving Saturday morning and not coming back until Sunday night...Ample time to have a party and clean up. But should I do it? I mean...I could get caught....To party or not to party? That is the question. Whether t'is nobler in the mind to suffer the slings of outrageous parents or take drinks in a sea of troubles. Oh Shakespeare...so awesome...and yet...so lame at the same time. I love some Shakespeare...but yet...I feel that hes just too wordy sometimes. I mean...I like how he describes things like love and beauty...but yet...I hate how long it takes to get to those descriptions. He sticks too much to a specific scheme that serves him well, undoubtedly, but I think going away from certain rythms from time to time makes things sound better. Just my opinion. But whatever...Fuck Shakespeare anyhow. He's dead. I'm not. Lets move on. I'm tickled pink....but I think I'd rather be tickled purple....Yeah...deffinitely purple. "She's liftin' her dress up Tryin' to keep up. Oh you'd be surprised How we race. Our lives. Erased."
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i know how you feel i felt like walking out for my work the other day the damn bastuds left me doing everything and then i get yelled at for no going fast anoth....
p.s. The Secret Machines are so rad i love them so that must make you rad aswell
we should to it on the besiest day and scrow everyone over like they did us and mybe poo in the trash cans that would be very funny where i work sence its fast food and all...
haha that would be funny... the name of it is crachy good thinking "viva La Revolution Bullshit"
I'll avoid any tickling remarks, but most suggest a party whole-heartedly. I mean, really, what could go wrong? Beer and women trump all.
Maybe your parents or testing you and if you screw up they won't leane you alone for a week to party and clean up. consider it

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You gotta fight for your right,to party..haha do the party and get laid wrinkly balls..make it unforgetable wear a dress or a pink bunny suit.
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