It's 3:15 AM, and I'm at work at a god-awful industrial plant working my ass off. I just want to, as the subject reads, go home and sleep. I know for a fact that as I leave this shop in my little blue Ford Escort, God himself is going to intervene with my life and end it in one hell of a fiery conflagration. Either that, or I'll fall alseep on
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This hasn't happened in a long time and most likely won't happen for a set of time which will, in the future, be deemed as a long time. The only time I have on the internet is at work, right before I start, on the weekends. Myke, we must have Taboo Tuesdays. Connor...call us.
ATTENTION ALL RAPERS OF MY FRIENDS PAGE: I REALIZE THAT BY POSTING THIS I AM CREATING A SEVERE BITCH OF AN IRONY, BUT HEAR ME OUT. I DO NOT SOLICIT YOUR GIANT PICTURES OF YOU AND AN UGLY PERSON WEARING DUMB HATS. IF I WISHED TO VIEW THESE PICTURES, WHICH I DO NOT, I WOULD ASK TO DO SO AT MY LIESURE. THIS APPLIES TO ALL OTHER PICTURES DEEMED
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I would like to make a formal apology for what I wrote to you yestreday, Alex. I was pissed and I wrote some things that I did not mean. I got caught up in the moment of my anger, and it won't happen again. I just want you to forgive me for my outburst, and we can pretend that it never happened. I truly am sorry for being such an asshole
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