I'll be working a lot this upcoming week (considering I'm part time)... 38 hours, so, y'know, if on Wednesday anyone feels like seeing me at 6:00 in the fucking morning, you know where I'll be...

It wakes up, it works out, it eats breakfast, it makes a phone call, it plays Leisure Suit Larry so that when someone else plays the character will have more confidence, it goes to work, it comes home, it exercises, and then finally invokes the inferno... Wait, no, scratch that last part, it puts the lotion in the basket.

So, yeah, I just applied online for a job at 7-eleven, and let me tell you, that went horribly... See, the questions it asks you on the internet are... well, there are only four, it's very simple... BUT THEN... you are to call a recruiter, and let me tell you, I was totally not prepared for that... I'll cite a few questions and responses ( Read more... )

I'd say, "I can't make many entries these days" but that's a given for anyone who cares... but, nonetheless, don't expect too many entries, 'cause I almost never get online these days. Oh, yes, and merry Christmas eve, I worked for nine hours and fifteen minutes, we were swamped, I hate people, so, yeah, back to work again tomorrow.

So, I went to bed at about 2:30 last night, woke up at 6:00 avec le plus grand ^^^^^^^^ dans le monde, finally got to bed at about 8:30, maybe, then that fuck David West woke me up at 9:00 and told me to put pants on. Anyway, I quickly took a shower, shaved, brushed my teeth, and was ready to part, and we went to Target, where, after talking to ( Read more... )

Now, I understand that this won't affect me at all, and I suppose it's inaccurate to say that I'm "saddened," but it certainly lowers my mood today. What the hell am I talking about? Eddie Guerrero dying. See, it's become apparent to me that there are very few people who are actually good professional wrestlers, they generally have generic gimmicks ( Read more... )

I don't know why, but middle-aged women seem to love me, for no one seems to find me attractive except middle-aged women, no one seems to compliment my intelligence except for middle-aged women, in fact, no one seems impressed with me but middle-aged women, which I guess means I'm only cool in comparison to fat, lazy, has-been middle-aged men, I ( Read more... )

I got a miniscule raise today! Hooray, now I make $7.18 an hour, which will mean an unimpressive $4 difference on my average paycheck, which is, I suppose, a tank of gas, hooray gas... Well, six more months 'til I get another one...

My beard itches.

As I looked in the mirror yesterday I realized that I'm not really fat anymore... Now, I acknowledge that I'm not slim, slender, and cylindrical, because I still do have small love handles, mais je ne suis pas gras (but I'm not fat), how much do I weight? 183 pounds and dropping, soon perhaps I'll be able to mow my lawn without a shirt on and get ( Read more... )