wootness!

Uncategorized — A. @ 2:26 pm

I got the database software to work! And Stacey complimented me on my new jacket! Yay! I’m broke but I’m happy.

kielbasa

Uncategorized — A. @ 10:36 am


Your song is…

Kielbasa

I love you baby,
but all I can think
about is kielbasa
sausage… your
buttcheeks is warm.
I checked my dipstick,
you need lubrication,
honey. My kielbasa
sausage has just
got to perform.

Now get it on!


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Kielbasa

What’s your Tenacious D song?

a face among the many

Uncategorized — A. @ 10:22 am

> Scissor Sisters - Laura
> Ladytron - Cease2xist

Yesterday was pretty stressful, I had to leave work to go to class and then come back to finish this map. The color separation was all off on the copy I saw in the living room this morning. Lame. But omg, they’re totally going to modernize the computers at work! Woot! I knew it would happen someday. And OMG…the stupid tech guy is recommending Mac Minis, which was totally my idea. Lame. Oh, I have this great story idea. Well, it’s the only one I’ve come up with yet, so it’s great. I need to develop the conflict more in my brain before I start to write it. But I think it’s good.

I can’t remember why I started this post. Eh, fuck it. I’m going to work.

I want to disappear

Uncategorized — A. @ 1:08 am

Me and Josh are hanging out and we’re depressed. I watched Chicago while he put up posters, and it was actually really good, and I don’t even like musicals. Well, I don’t like musicals where the music doesn’t contribute anything to the plot. We didn’t want to stew in our depression, so we went to Safeway. I needed a Valentine’s Day card for my mom (I don’t know why I’m in this constant quest for brownie points), and Josh got water. Oh and I got some deodorant, I was scraping the bottom of the stick. I wrote this cute thing in Creative Writing, I can’t wait to post it. But yeah. This lady thought Josh was going to rob her when he pulled the deodorant out of his pocket, she really freaked out. I felt so sorry for her. Omg, those fuckers at my bank charged me some loony fees. I hate them. FUCK WASHINGTON MUTUAL. FUCK THEM IN THEIR MOTHERFUCKING ASSES. Okay, I’m done. Fuck fees. I’m overdrawn THREE MOTHERFUCKING DOLLARS and they charge me twenty bucks. Fuck them. And kill their unborn children.

Okay, I must desist from my bitterness. I need to go home so I can wake refreshed and ready to waste another day at work.

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