i wish the orange would stay forever...
i found weed sitting outside my car on my day off. wrapped nicely in cellaphane. it was .2 short of a gram. but i think that calls for my lucky day.. thank you stoney mcghee for dropping that into the hands of a fellow stoner.
boner
Today, I woke up to my husbands morning wood up against my back side, so I pushed back against it and wiggled and moaned a little, hoping to get some morning action. Then I remembered that he’s out of town, and realized I was humping our daughter’s shin. FML
hahahahahahhahahahhahahahahahahahhahaha this is GREAT
So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that’s on the worst day of my life…
Making $4.50 an hour plus pulling close to $300-$500 dollars a weekend and getting hammered 4 out of 5 of the work days is close to a dream job, but than people stop paying their taxes and become wanted buy the IRS causing new people to come and take over. These people come as warriors fighting for their every dollar, plus they have to make sure people know their in charge… than they trip and slip into the spinning fucked up world of a bar scene. They divorce their husbands, they fuck bus boys. they lose their character, their heart and soul, the small amount of respect they had try to gain in the beginning. and being stuck under neath (gasping for any sign of life) you watch the downfall. you become the enemy. any one who remains put together in times like these is looked down on, you become the square of the industry. the lifeless. and than it goes , youre a zombie. taking orders.. once the money decreases the heart leaves. which is the problem with investments , we always hold on for too long, hoping for that one last compinsation of lost time, lost money, lost heart. a free drink, a free shot. one becomes desperate, desperation makes people miserable, but miserable never forces people to leave. it makes them want to stay more, to stick it to anyone who might feel it still. people with no souls feel no feelings. people with no brain cant comprehend real emotions. these are your 40 year old waitresses, your 50 year old fast food employees. this is the state of welfare.
I quit my job on tuesday. I really was not in the wrong here. I took a trip to eastern (which i had requested off months in advance). i got cussed out Thursday by a manager/owner who was supposed to work my shift. than i came back sunday being told i had blown off a shift i had previously requested off. my manager/owner was talking shit about me at a house party in front of all the people i work with, i simply wanted/deserved an appology. but people with out souls cant feel feelings, peopel without brains cant comprehend real emotion. i walked out on my meeting cause i cant handle being degrated by unintelligent people. i would almost call it a pet peeve. so i parted ways. I always pictured it as more of a half baked thing .” im not going to do what everybody thinks im going to do….” I can’t say im sad, or that i even miss it a tiny bit. i keep searching for that remorse but its gone. i will probably smile until my bank account dries up and than maybe a little past that.
I have an interview at starbucks on Monday. call it crazy but its one of my dream jobs. and i may have never had this chance for happiness had i not left tuesday.Im a straight A student. i will graduate. i will have a career i enjoy. i will not allow myself to degrated.
Damn it feels good to be a gangster.
This is a shot from the first movie I’ve made in over two years! It’s not quite done yet, and may be the dumbest thing I’ve ever made. But, it was a blast.
I’m soo excited for the new Filmfights.Its about time someone did something that will have to force pat erickson into making life in a cave movies again. .. Can you dig it?
