My brain has indigestion. It needs TUMS with calcium.
*sigh*
I'm having many a ental issue, plenty plaguing my mind. It's an annoying thing, really, but there's nothing i can do, but take a big ol', random, mental shit.
First off, I would like to say, I miss all you fucking losers in Saint Joe's. I cannot express this enough. Even you, Lynx. (scary, hunh? I'm sure that'll shock some folks.) I am miserably poor right now, and have no means to go and visit, though I am sure you could give a rat's ass anyways. (Except maybe Liggy-kins, cuz she at least comments on my journal still. :P)
I am at present, Houseboy-4-Hire. I will do anything. You want some of this, email me at: social_dysfunction@hotmailcom. You want wour windows done? You want soem ass? OK, I can do that. I'm open to almost any options at this particular moment. only sucky thing, is you would have to pick up your purchase order.
Anyone want to rescue me? Steal me? Or better yet, kidnap me? That would be a dream come true. I would die happy if that ever fucking happened. Just make sure to call me, I want my house to be clean for any potential kidnappers.
I'm so frikkin broke it's not even right.
I have my second interview with AT&T on monday. If I manage to pass this, I will go to the final round, and win one million dollars. With my luck, I'll end up with a steady job and a decent paycheck. I really hope I get this job. I really need it.
Unfortunately, I have no gas in my car to get there, and jodea sent me some cash (and she's poor too, the hootch!) to get me there. She r0x0rs in a big way, no doubt about that. I just hope it gets here on time. I have a feeling it won't. But, I must remain positive. (Just so you know, I would have jodea's butt babies. She is the shit.)
I hate our president. I hate him ALOT. He's a fucking moron.
OK. I'm done on that rant. If I went any farther, well, um... You would agree with me more. :D Besides, you hate him, too. If you don't, you should. Because I said so. I am much annoyed, as I am sure you all are, too.
Of all my vices, pride is the worst for me. I don't express it much. I have low self esteem. I'll admit that. I can manufature esteem bi-product tho, to make it seem otherwise. :P Anyhootch, pride. Yah. So like, I have too much pride to ask for help. I don't like relying on people. But I need people. That's the suckiest part. I would refuse to ask for help even if I could help it, knowing that I needed it.
I need sex. (Scary! Caz needs sex! EEK!)
I hate pussinboots. with a passion. I loathe her. I want her dead. I just thought you all should know. She sucks out my dead butt babies, and is the Horseman of Apocolypse named Pestilence. I really fucking HATE her.
No, really. I hate her like cheesecake.
I would also like to see my auntie again. I miss my auntie. I keep putting off responding to her emails, I should call her, but I don't, and I'm supposedly the one she has the biggest connection with. And it's true, I do. I love my auntie. I always have. But I'm bad with communication. She lives in Hawaii. And my lazy bum ass won't do anything about it. I'm fucking sorry. She's the only family member that I can relate with, and I'm a fucking hermit, just like my dad. At least he called her when he was alive.
Whoa. That took alot of strain. Better wipe my sorry brain, and get on with myself. w00t.
I'm having many a ental issue, plenty plaguing my mind. It's an annoying thing, really, but there's nothing i can do, but take a big ol', random, mental shit.
First off, I would like to say, I miss all you fucking losers in Saint Joe's. I cannot express this enough. Even you, Lynx. (scary, hunh? I'm sure that'll shock some folks.) I am miserably poor right now, and have no means to go and visit, though I am sure you could give a rat's ass anyways. (Except maybe Liggy-kins, cuz she at least comments on my journal still. :P)
I am at present, Houseboy-4-Hire. I will do anything. You want some of this, email me at: social_dysfunction@hotmailcom. You want wour windows done? You want soem ass? OK, I can do that. I'm open to almost any options at this particular moment. only sucky thing, is you would have to pick up your purchase order.
Anyone want to rescue me? Steal me? Or better yet, kidnap me? That would be a dream come true. I would die happy if that ever fucking happened. Just make sure to call me, I want my house to be clean for any potential kidnappers.
I'm so frikkin broke it's not even right.
I have my second interview with AT&T on monday. If I manage to pass this, I will go to the final round, and win one million dollars. With my luck, I'll end up with a steady job and a decent paycheck. I really hope I get this job. I really need it.
Unfortunately, I have no gas in my car to get there, and jodea sent me some cash (and she's poor too, the hootch!) to get me there. She r0x0rs in a big way, no doubt about that. I just hope it gets here on time. I have a feeling it won't. But, I must remain positive. (Just so you know, I would have jodea's butt babies. She is the shit.)
I hate our president. I hate him ALOT. He's a fucking moron.
OK. I'm done on that rant. If I went any farther, well, um... You would agree with me more. :D Besides, you hate him, too. If you don't, you should. Because I said so. I am much annoyed, as I am sure you all are, too.
Of all my vices, pride is the worst for me. I don't express it much. I have low self esteem. I'll admit that. I can manufature esteem bi-product tho, to make it seem otherwise. :P Anyhootch, pride. Yah. So like, I have too much pride to ask for help. I don't like relying on people. But I need people. That's the suckiest part. I would refuse to ask for help even if I could help it, knowing that I needed it.
I need sex. (Scary! Caz needs sex! EEK!)
I hate pussinboots. with a passion. I loathe her. I want her dead. I just thought you all should know. She sucks out my dead butt babies, and is the Horseman of Apocolypse named Pestilence. I really fucking HATE her.
No, really. I hate her like cheesecake.
I would also like to see my auntie again. I miss my auntie. I keep putting off responding to her emails, I should call her, but I don't, and I'm supposedly the one she has the biggest connection with. And it's true, I do. I love my auntie. I always have. But I'm bad with communication. She lives in Hawaii. And my lazy bum ass won't do anything about it. I'm fucking sorry. She's the only family member that I can relate with, and I'm a fucking hermit, just like my dad. At least he called her when he was alive.
Whoa. That took alot of strain. Better wipe my sorry brain, and get on with myself. w00t.