YO MUTHAFUCKAZ HERE WE GO AGAIN ( Read more... )

I went to Belfast, it was tremendously interesting. I really enjoyed it. I have pictures of sectarian murals and giant electric security fences and so on from there that I'll eventually post. I want to go back and do that again soon ( Read more... )

I've been in Dublin for just over a week or just about a week, I'm not really sure. Everybody thinks I'm American, but I don't care because it's to be expected. And if someone wants to go off about what a bastard Bush is, holla one time and I'll join them. My roommates are nice, but loud as all fuck. My house is nice. It's in a nice area. The ( Read more... )

STUPID THINGS THAT HAPPENED/WERE SAID YESTERDAY

1. I’m 25, work for the federal government, have one university degree and am nearly finished a law degree. Yesterday, I didn’t realize I had put my underwear on backwards until I went to pee and couldn’t get the thing out.

2. Spoken by another summer student here, expressly for the amusement of phatwerk ( Read more... )

Things have been going half-right. otherwise. found, one dirty tennis ball. deposited in crashed toy truck. found, lack of need for a beard. found, little of importance. found, a pound. it was round. in the ground. by a hound. who ran around.

"She wants every Australian whitefella and whitesheila to sit down in front of a mirror and say, "I live ( Read more... )

I hate days like today, where nothing really traumatically bad happens, but every medium-sized thing that could go completely half-assed, does. It makes me throw things, which doesn't fly too well when you're sitting in a cubicle.

MUTHA'FUCKAZ!

scary moment #4139

I just realized that the same janitorial people who give me my toilet complex are likely the same people that surreptitiously pocketed my prescription eyeglasses. Bastards. It also gives me even more reason to fear taking a dump at work...they already took my glasses...what's next? my anal sanctity?

scary moment #317

when you're taking a crap and some random dude [who, in hindsight, was clearly the janitor] walks in and starts banging the doors and flushing all the toilets and urinals, five minutes after you finished reading about the intimate and violent connections between homosexual men and fascism

This morning, exhausted as usual from a general inability to sleep that threatens to cleave decades off my life, I nearly fell over on the train. Not, mind you, because I was so tired, but because the first thing I saw was a girl with [1] a hijab wrapped around her head and [2] a blue Stephen Harper shirt under her jacket ( Read more... )

this is my morning at work: help a girl with a memo, then play with scissors. four hours. f'real yo