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It seems as though I never have anything interesting to say until nothing interesting is happening. It's not that I am to busy to write, mostly that I just don't care to. Perhaps if i had a thousand subscribers or more than 3 friends who used this piece of shit livejournal site, perhaps then I would be motivated to amuse you more often. But alas here I remain, once more returning to amuse only myself. *pauses to put on music*
In any case, returning to work has prompted me to dust off the ancient sarcasm and cynicism which i know you are all so fond of. Most of you will recall my recent adventures working for the Dollar General chain and the fun times we all had there.... making quality drinking apparatus for bargain prices being a highlight as well as finding time and materials to help us reflect on the terms of our own death. As much fun as that was the next adventure is yet to be determined and will most likely involve some acute degree of human interaction the likes of which none of you may have ever seen. So, just be prepared for multitudes of pictures and sarcasm. Consider this your only heads up.
-this journal was written in two parts, the above a few days before the below-
alright, so i have an interview on friday for... guess what.. customer freaking service.. just stop for a moment and lets consider my past history with human interaction and you will see the irony and humor that i should attempt to join this workforce of dinner time interrupters and harrassing jerkholes. I'll be sneaking my phone into the place to take photos of that which requires that photos be taken and fun be made of it.... but at the moment I regret to inform that i cannot message them to you because my phone is turned off. However once my employed status returns I will be sure to text you all as many rediculous photos as i can muster.
Now im hungry having just woken up... so please excuse me for this.. brief intermission.
Ok, food is cooking im sure ill screw it up due to a really poor judgement of time and being to involved in this even though sadly the computer is literally on the same counter as what im cooking..
so also this weekend a turkish friend of mine, Deniz is coming to visit and there is going to be much debauchery and delinquency so there will be lots of pictures of that.. Think of 9 things you can do at a putt putt place to get kicked out and im sure we'll do 10 of them...
in any case i better go, i think my meat is over marinating... possible? ....mmm
*shrug*
In any case, returning to work has prompted me to dust off the ancient sarcasm and cynicism which i know you are all so fond of. Most of you will recall my recent adventures working for the Dollar General chain and the fun times we all had there.... making quality drinking apparatus for bargain prices being a highlight as well as finding time and materials to help us reflect on the terms of our own death. As much fun as that was the next adventure is yet to be determined and will most likely involve some acute degree of human interaction the likes of which none of you may have ever seen. So, just be prepared for multitudes of pictures and sarcasm. Consider this your only heads up.
-this journal was written in two parts, the above a few days before the below-
alright, so i have an interview on friday for... guess what.. customer freaking service.. just stop for a moment and lets consider my past history with human interaction and you will see the irony and humor that i should attempt to join this workforce of dinner time interrupters and harrassing jerkholes. I'll be sneaking my phone into the place to take photos of that which requires that photos be taken and fun be made of it.... but at the moment I regret to inform that i cannot message them to you because my phone is turned off. However once my employed status returns I will be sure to text you all as many rediculous photos as i can muster.
Now im hungry having just woken up... so please excuse me for this.. brief intermission.
Ok, food is cooking im sure ill screw it up due to a really poor judgement of time and being to involved in this even though sadly the computer is literally on the same counter as what im cooking..
so also this weekend a turkish friend of mine, Deniz is coming to visit and there is going to be much debauchery and delinquency so there will be lots of pictures of that.. Think of 9 things you can do at a putt putt place to get kicked out and im sure we'll do 10 of them...
in any case i better go, i think my meat is over marinating... possible? ....mmm
*shrug*