Girl: Can I help you? (with major fucking attitude)
Me: Yeah - I need to see "The Dude", I have some papers from "The Office"
Girl: Hold on - one second.
*she dials up his X*
Girl: I have a student here that needs to see you.
*I flash my employee badge*[Apparently the mother fucker didn't have time to see me, and tells her to have me leave the ( Read more... )

"Hi, my name is Rusty, and I'm a nail. I live outside thatnewone's apartment building. Well, I used to be a nail, now I'm an entity of rust in the shape of a nail. So, I live outside his apartment, in the grass, that never gets cut, burried deep deep in the brush. One day, Lou was walking outside and I just so happend to be pointing directly up, and he steps ( Read more... )

I'm long overdue for an entry, and I actually have the time to post, so here it is. I was planning this really huge post about my journey at the S.A. Greyhound station, which I have now dubbed the "Haven of Creepy Creepy Men Wanting to do Things to Me Station." I'll boil it down, and say, this really fucking disgusting guy reduced me to a one by ( Read more... )

If you know anything about me, you know that I have an immense fear of bus stations - Greyhound bus stations to be exact. I'll bring you to speed on my fear of bus stations ( Read more... )

Before I get into my Panini escapade, I'll tell you how my whole day went. First, I woke up a bit late, 6:20 a.m. - yeah - that's late for me. I shower (calm down, boys and girls alike) get dressed, and do the du. I'm out the door, and catch the 7:02 bus. Which was nice, since I've never caught it, and it drove up seconds after I got to the bus ( Read more... )

While searching online - particularly Google Image Search - for "Satan and the Birth of Sin" by Johann Heinrich Fuseli, I found this....


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FUCK YOU, JUAN!

http://www.bont.com/news/featurearticles/abs/abs.htm

Yeah - check that - maybe you can give it a try, then you'll know why I really don't like this, Juan guy.

I only say this until I get results, then, Juan will be my best good friend.

The Internet is a lonely place for me.

Due to work times, I'm going to have to start going to be around 10pm. Yeah, 10pm. I might as well start eating dinner at 4pm. Anyway, that's the bad news.

The good news, my blog may get a bit more entertaining with tales of work/school. Which, inevitably means my journal is going "friends only." I don't want to comprimise my really easy, and kind ( Read more... )