Its thrusday
I am sdrunk. Its thrusday. My managr sent me home arly today because I was sick. And now, I will be hung over tomorrow. Fuck it. Iharte my job, and the customers. They fucking blow. TO all of you jerks out there that go into wafflke house and treat the waitress like shit just rememberthis... YOUR SHIT STINKS JUST AS BAD AS MINE. I hte you fuck heasds that do that. Anyway, I need a cigarette. Hey, if anyone wants to call me this weekend, if you have the number. I dont know what we are doing but hOLLA. I am about half anb hour away from sleep. I also 2want to write a book. why is it hard to type when you are drunk? Hey, that wasn't o bad. im drunk/ peace