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Apr 20, 2005 13:27

I hate working at King's Tuxedo with a passion. I have a freakin boss that has terrible problems with memory and problems with holding his in gas. He just excessively farts. He stinks up the whole damn store. When i'm fixing a tux, the smell finds its way to my nostrils to disturb me for a good 5 minutes. Its always silent and deadly. If anyone has been to King's Tux, you'd realized its not that ventilated. Having him fart every 5 minutes is extremely unpleasant. I can't just get a magazine and start fanning away the smell because he will akwardly question me with his broken english and i'd have to answer and repeat myself 3 times so he can first HEAR then second UNDERSTAND. IRRITATING.

Beside that i have to pay $200 a month for insurance. FUCKIN ACCIDENTS. DAMN INSURANCE. Aaahhhhhhh.
I really don't mind working a lot, its not too bad. I get less sleep though because i need that minimum amount of online time everyday, doing email/livejournal/myspace/clothes checking.

I'm really in old skoo R&B mode. Don't you remember the time period when you listen to a bunch of badly written love songs but enjoyed it soo much. You'd wish that you experienced something as dramatic as the siuations in that song. Then you would envision singing to your lover that you want them back while you caress their face. Then theres the music videos that just did the same thing. Remember Debroh Cox and RJ - we can't be friends? thats a prime example. yea, R&B mode.

I never felt
The feeling that I'm feeling now
Now that I don't
Hear your voice
Or even touch or even kiss your lips
Cause I don't have a choice
What I wouldn't give
To have you lying by my side
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