I should have gotten my Cisco certification
I need to get a few things off my chest. First off, there's people in this world that I could do with out. You know who you are :::looks at the IRS::: I'm getting a whopping $255 back from federal and state COMBINED! WTF? I worked my ass off, am broke now because of all the bills I have to pay, and that's all I get back. I had over $3000 in taxes taken from me, live below the poverty line, and am in debt up to my quaint little asshole and this is the thanks I get for being a participator in the economy. FUCK YOU AMERICA. My education has not deemed the amount I have paid for it worthy in the least bit. You want more intelligent people in this country? Lower the cost of education and raise the quality of it. There was a lot more to go here, but I rambled on too long. *Edited for the interest of the reader*
In other news, my Grandfather shit himself the other day. Initially, I found this hilarious (as wrong as that is), but then I was told that he later pissed his pants and has gotten much worse. My Grandma has been seriously considering putting him in a home permanently, which would then make her probably sell their house. I nearly burst out crying when my mom told me this, but hearing Jon Stewart berate someone at the Oscars, in the other room, kept me from doing so. This fucking sucks so much. The good part is that my grandma will either move in with my parents or my aunt (who lives outside of Buffalo) so I will be able to see her often. No clue where Gramps is gonna go though. Where ever he goes, I'm sure he'll give em hell, and for that, I salute him.
I've been thinking about what I have to look forward to in my later years of life (T minus 15 years essentially). I think I may have done this before, but I don't care, it's on my mind. I will suffer from greater stomach problems than I do now causing a world of problems including, but not limited to, vertigo and acid reflux; a really shitty back (both thanks to my dad); possible diabetes (grandma); Alzheimer's (grandpa and probably my mom (oh great)); and maybe cancer (my bad, sorry...me). On the plus side, I've got a giant cock to match my giant heart, which means I can FUCK twice as long as the average person without getting winded or having a heart attack!
I'm out of things to write about. I long for the days when the good outnumbers the bad, but I fear that will never happen.
In other news, my Grandfather shit himself the other day. Initially, I found this hilarious (as wrong as that is), but then I was told that he later pissed his pants and has gotten much worse. My Grandma has been seriously considering putting him in a home permanently, which would then make her probably sell their house. I nearly burst out crying when my mom told me this, but hearing Jon Stewart berate someone at the Oscars, in the other room, kept me from doing so. This fucking sucks so much. The good part is that my grandma will either move in with my parents or my aunt (who lives outside of Buffalo) so I will be able to see her often. No clue where Gramps is gonna go though. Where ever he goes, I'm sure he'll give em hell, and for that, I salute him.
I've been thinking about what I have to look forward to in my later years of life (T minus 15 years essentially). I think I may have done this before, but I don't care, it's on my mind. I will suffer from greater stomach problems than I do now causing a world of problems including, but not limited to, vertigo and acid reflux; a really shitty back (both thanks to my dad); possible diabetes (grandma); Alzheimer's (grandpa and probably my mom (oh great)); and maybe cancer (my bad, sorry...me). On the plus side, I've got a giant cock to match my giant heart, which means I can FUCK twice as long as the average person without getting winded or having a heart attack!
I'm out of things to write about. I long for the days when the good outnumbers the bad, but I fear that will never happen.