Friday, July 13, 2001
must get drunk
must get something at least. i need to be not sober. sobriety is highly overrated. i can't wait to be something
so yeah, sitting around today. laundry. i should just buy new clothes. i have had a revelation. i get home from work, and i tend to be happy, but oblivious. i could care less about ANYTHING, just as long as i am not at work. maybe it is the whole sleep dep thing kicking in. giddy in my discomfort. its just like, i am sitting here, and all i can think is fuck it! lets get drunk!!!!
also, i think i am going to get another job. i could use the money. my computer has been acting up, and i had plans originally to upgrade this summer. that was, of course before i moved out. now, i need a new car, and i have rent to pay. i need to go to the grocery store, god damn. i am out of cheese... AGAIN. i eat so much cheese, i scare even myself. oh yeah, and i am out of bread, and pop, and chips, etc etc etc, you get the idea. i still have peanut butter though. oh oh, and i have tang. i have peanut butter and tang, what more do i need? so yeah, i need to go to the store, but i am not going tonight. why? because i am a LAZY BASTARD. that is why. LAZY. shoot me in the head!!!!! ITS FRIDAY!!!!!!!! BWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
delerious is me........
dammit, why do i have to be washing my sheets and crap, i want to take a nap. stupid laundry, needing to be done. i need robots. robots would be good. oh yeah, did i tell you we found 3 flame throwers at work? yeah, flame throwers. only one of them has a feul cartridge, but we have flame throwers. those should come in handy, ohhhhhh, NEVER. but we have them. they are a few shelves away from the neon juggling battons and the box of towels, on the other side of the room from the metal detector. all valuable tools in the field of enviromental restoration. those will be just about as useful as the boards covered in chicken wire, or how about the lickity sip popsicle makers!!!!! yeah, ryan and i did inventory in the basement at work the past few days. it is sheer insanity. i mean, what the hell. there are plastic juggling battons. IT MAKES NO SENSE!!!!!! i am about to pass out. this hardwood floor looks mighty inviting
check you on the flipside
must get something at least. i need to be not sober. sobriety is highly overrated. i can't wait to be something
so yeah, sitting around today. laundry. i should just buy new clothes. i have had a revelation. i get home from work, and i tend to be happy, but oblivious. i could care less about ANYTHING, just as long as i am not at work. maybe it is the whole sleep dep thing kicking in. giddy in my discomfort. its just like, i am sitting here, and all i can think is fuck it! lets get drunk!!!!
also, i think i am going to get another job. i could use the money. my computer has been acting up, and i had plans originally to upgrade this summer. that was, of course before i moved out. now, i need a new car, and i have rent to pay. i need to go to the grocery store, god damn. i am out of cheese... AGAIN. i eat so much cheese, i scare even myself. oh yeah, and i am out of bread, and pop, and chips, etc etc etc, you get the idea. i still have peanut butter though. oh oh, and i have tang. i have peanut butter and tang, what more do i need? so yeah, i need to go to the store, but i am not going tonight. why? because i am a LAZY BASTARD. that is why. LAZY. shoot me in the head!!!!! ITS FRIDAY!!!!!!!! BWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
delerious is me........
dammit, why do i have to be washing my sheets and crap, i want to take a nap. stupid laundry, needing to be done. i need robots. robots would be good. oh yeah, did i tell you we found 3 flame throwers at work? yeah, flame throwers. only one of them has a feul cartridge, but we have flame throwers. those should come in handy, ohhhhhh, NEVER. but we have them. they are a few shelves away from the neon juggling battons and the box of towels, on the other side of the room from the metal detector. all valuable tools in the field of enviromental restoration. those will be just about as useful as the boards covered in chicken wire, or how about the lickity sip popsicle makers!!!!! yeah, ryan and i did inventory in the basement at work the past few days. it is sheer insanity. i mean, what the hell. there are plastic juggling battons. IT MAKES NO SENSE!!!!!! i am about to pass out. this hardwood floor looks mighty inviting
check you on the flipside
