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I'm not sure if I can't sleep or if I don't wanna sleep, but I'm still awake and I need to wake for work tomorrow morning. I'm getting moved from evenings at the place that got robbed to mornings at the place where the plant manager hates my guts b/c I have a spine and refused to work at her nasty way to busy plant. (Which I can refuse work outside of where and when I'm assigned, and there's not a goddamn thing she can do about it.) It's my last week anyway, so I might as well try to play nice with the old hag.
But when was I ever good at playing nice.
Someone I know should run an RPG where I can play a private detective. I've got the character in my head (thank you "World of Darkness" for putting it in my head), and now I want to play it in something, goddamnit. Maybe I'll actually put it down on paper tomorrow. I should print out a sheet tonight.
I read the book "4 Blonds," by Candace Bushnell, the chick who is responsible for "Sex and the City." It consists of four separate short stories, all about female blonds. (As if the masses couldn't figure that out.) Surprisingly, it was actually interesting. Maybe that's b/c I got the $24 book for free out of the book bin at work, but I couldn't put it down for some reason. I meant to save the last two stories for tomorrow at work (eight hours of doing nothing), but I finished it tonight instead. Sure, the book was the equivilant to a McDonald's cheeseburger, but I still got a kick outa it.
I can't sleep or the clowns under my bed will eat me.
God help me I almost belive that.
Seriously someone get on AIM I'm on away but I'll still talk to you damnit. I don't wanna go to sleep for some odd reason.
Please? *Pitiful whine.*
But when was I ever good at playing nice.
Someone I know should run an RPG where I can play a private detective. I've got the character in my head (thank you "World of Darkness" for putting it in my head), and now I want to play it in something, goddamnit. Maybe I'll actually put it down on paper tomorrow. I should print out a sheet tonight.
I read the book "4 Blonds," by Candace Bushnell, the chick who is responsible for "Sex and the City." It consists of four separate short stories, all about female blonds. (As if the masses couldn't figure that out.) Surprisingly, it was actually interesting. Maybe that's b/c I got the $24 book for free out of the book bin at work, but I couldn't put it down for some reason. I meant to save the last two stories for tomorrow at work (eight hours of doing nothing), but I finished it tonight instead. Sure, the book was the equivilant to a McDonald's cheeseburger, but I still got a kick outa it.
I can't sleep or the clowns under my bed will eat me.
God help me I almost belive that.
Seriously someone get on AIM I'm on away but I'll still talk to you damnit. I don't wanna go to sleep for some odd reason.
Please? *Pitiful whine.*