Wanna put my tender heart in a blender, watch it spin around to a beautiful oblivion.
Is there anyone out there who can get me the lyrics to Full Devil Jacket's "Green Iron Fist"?
I mean, seriously. Or is there anyone out there who is a fan? Because I don't want to feel silly...
But yeah, work today really was not fun. wwe were over 100 calls in queue pretty much all day. it's like we changed the email addresses of over six million people. Oh wait. We did. Fuck.
i got lucky and all my calls were pretty cool. I had this one lady offer to buy me a drink. She also told me I was more important than her husband. And she was in Illinois...very uncharacteristic of that region. That call took like half an hour. She was using a ~shudder~ Mac, w/ os 8.6, OE 4.5. On top of all that her OE was pooched, so i had to wlak her through downloading and installing OE 5, and then setting it up. Then I had to reset passwords. But we solved everything, proved that my jokes are horrible, and convinced someone else to switch to pcs over mac. TAKE THAT APPLE!!!!! SCREW YOU AND YOUR SIMPLE COMPUTERS!
Work be offering some overtime tomorrow like what. I'm all up on that shit. Probably do and extra four hours. ANd then an extra hour on thursday, and then we'll see about friday and saturday. but even still, it'll be a fat ass check. normal 40 hrs. 8 holiday hours. at least 5 hours of overtime. Should be about an extra 1-2 hundered bucks this check. time to pay off the credit card once and for fucking all.
Speaking of work, they finally caught on that they were giving me a forced schedule when they shouldn't have been. Fucking figures, the day after I decide to start looking for a job because I thought I had a set schedule. FUck you work. Fuck you in your fucking fuck fuck fuck. I better get the floor support position, or I may have to change this journal's title and color scheme all over again and go back to hateful bitter toby.
I just seem to be getting more and more bitter late at night. I really don't know why. Maybe it's because subconciously i really am pissed that I'm all alone. That no one wants me. That I really can't be happy alone. Maybe I just want someone I can cuddle with, and talk to about my worries, my hopes, my dreams and what not. maybe I want someone I can kiss and hold, and tickle, and tease. Maybe I'm just not the rok I and everyone else thinks I am.
Or maybe it's just gas. who knows?
I definately need new songs to download, all these are getting old.
And I need to do dishes still tonight. Fuck. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!
I'm in a really crabby mood right now. maybe I should sleep soon. Or go read. I didn't get to read at work today. FUCK.
I don't know why, but I REALLY REALLY like this song
Turn her over
A candle is lit, I see through her
Blow it out and save all her ashes for me
Curse me sold her
The poison that runs it's course through her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over
Called her over
and asked her if she was improving
She said "feels fine" it's wonderful wonderful here
Hex me told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over
I lay quiet
waiting for her voice to say
"Some things you lose and some things you just give away"
Scold me failed her
If only I'd held on tighter to her
Pale white skin that twisted and withered away from me away from me
Watch me lose her
It's almost like losing myself
Give her my soul
and let them take somebody else get away from me
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over all over me
"Strawberry Gashes"-Jack Off Jill
I mean, seriously. Or is there anyone out there who is a fan? Because I don't want to feel silly...
But yeah, work today really was not fun. wwe were over 100 calls in queue pretty much all day. it's like we changed the email addresses of over six million people. Oh wait. We did. Fuck.
i got lucky and all my calls were pretty cool. I had this one lady offer to buy me a drink. She also told me I was more important than her husband. And she was in Illinois...very uncharacteristic of that region. That call took like half an hour. She was using a ~shudder~ Mac, w/ os 8.6, OE 4.5. On top of all that her OE was pooched, so i had to wlak her through downloading and installing OE 5, and then setting it up. Then I had to reset passwords. But we solved everything, proved that my jokes are horrible, and convinced someone else to switch to pcs over mac. TAKE THAT APPLE!!!!! SCREW YOU AND YOUR SIMPLE COMPUTERS!
Work be offering some overtime tomorrow like what. I'm all up on that shit. Probably do and extra four hours. ANd then an extra hour on thursday, and then we'll see about friday and saturday. but even still, it'll be a fat ass check. normal 40 hrs. 8 holiday hours. at least 5 hours of overtime. Should be about an extra 1-2 hundered bucks this check. time to pay off the credit card once and for fucking all.
Speaking of work, they finally caught on that they were giving me a forced schedule when they shouldn't have been. Fucking figures, the day after I decide to start looking for a job because I thought I had a set schedule. FUck you work. Fuck you in your fucking fuck fuck fuck. I better get the floor support position, or I may have to change this journal's title and color scheme all over again and go back to hateful bitter toby.
I just seem to be getting more and more bitter late at night. I really don't know why. Maybe it's because subconciously i really am pissed that I'm all alone. That no one wants me. That I really can't be happy alone. Maybe I just want someone I can cuddle with, and talk to about my worries, my hopes, my dreams and what not. maybe I want someone I can kiss and hold, and tickle, and tease. Maybe I'm just not the rok I and everyone else thinks I am.
Or maybe it's just gas. who knows?
I definately need new songs to download, all these are getting old.
And I need to do dishes still tonight. Fuck. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!
I'm in a really crabby mood right now. maybe I should sleep soon. Or go read. I didn't get to read at work today. FUCK.
I don't know why, but I REALLY REALLY like this song
Turn her over
A candle is lit, I see through her
Blow it out and save all her ashes for me
Curse me sold her
The poison that runs it's course through her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over
Called her over
and asked her if she was improving
She said "feels fine" it's wonderful wonderful here
Hex me told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over
I lay quiet
waiting for her voice to say
"Some things you lose and some things you just give away"
Scold me failed her
If only I'd held on tighter to her
Pale white skin that twisted and withered away from me away from me
Watch me lose her
It's almost like losing myself
Give her my soul
and let them take somebody else get away from me
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over all over me
"Strawberry Gashes"-Jack Off Jill