I realize after finally finishing my classes that I do not want to go back, but reguardless about what I think I'm still about to finish the year with two more semesters of full-time schooling. All in the name of health insurance; which is all good, but I am still uncertain about my career and don't want to make any hasty decisions ( Read more... )

Fuck no.
So enjoy the rest of the fucking movie!

my two goals were accomplished when i went to kurts holloween party as the greased up deaf guy. 1: i got really drunk 2:i made the atmosphere severely awkward.
hurray for me.
no one could catch this guy.

From the maker of the rant and the paradox comes a new drug that only amateur logicians can appreciate: purpose ( Read more... )

You know who to call! (wink)(wink)(nudge)(nudge)

Fuck fuck fuck, shitty fuck fuck. Fuck a fuck you fucking fuck. Fuck me. Fuck you. Fuck shit. Shit on fuck. Fuck shit. Fucking a fuck, tis fuck a fucking fuck? Fuck that. Fuck who? Fuck me and you(and every one who is not reading this). Shit. Shit on a fuck. Fuck, shit, fuck. Fuck shit, shit. Shit fuck. Fuck squared time the absolute value of shit ( Read more... )

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Today was the first day I woke up to the sun rising instead of waiting half my day for the sun to rise. It was the first day of my new job, and after two hours of work combined with five hours of absolutely nothing to do I realized I have been fucked. And while being fucked out of sleep, money, and comfort for a whole year from FedEx, I come to ( Read more... )

I'm hurting ( Read more... )

As usual for the passed year my day started around two o'clock in the morning I went to Pontiac to a job I hated ever since I stepped through the security check. Lifting packages and loading trucks was my money gig, and, man, did it suck. But as the day got brighter I really got to thinking; partly because I tried to ignore the weak, tired feeling ( Read more... )