Mar 17, 2007 00:09
so life on the surface is wonderful.
place to live, gainfully employed, good friends, actually great friends, good drugs.
but...
i want to travel
i want to throw all my shit in a bag (ok this is me we are talking about its going to be like 50 bags).
lol
but i really want to go, i want to grab amanda, the car maybe even the dog some nag champas and a bag and drive. i dont know where we would go but i honestly dont care. just anywhere.
im tired of getting up in the morning to the same shit, dishes in the sink a dog that disrespects me and the dark cloud hanging over my head reminding me i have to go to work soon.
i know some people who need to be like pimp slapped.
or i dont know, injured.
like people who take to many napkins, people who dont flush, people who dont offer me gum when they are getting some. people who dont call you back when they know you are waiting for their call. Men who only call you late at night to hang out.
ok wait before this becomes one of those entries i'll lighten the mood.
we have an employee bathroom at my job, so when you poop everyone knows it was you,
my boss is a respectable old man, who took the worst shit today, he flushed like 40 times too and i had to pee so i was waiting for him to get done in the bathroom and it was awkward.
uh so anyways im done.