"Damn Talking Box!"

Apr 12, 2005 17:12

Heh heh heh. I'm on the puter at Security today a definite big fucking no-no.

I was in the good ole hometown of LaCrescent-LaCrosse these past four days. I didn't do much, drank very little, saw a goth industrial tech show. And relived fond childhood memories while digging throw hundrends of collectable toys.

And that's about it. I guess the one common theme this weekened shared was, it sucks I'm eventually moving. And you know what? I've actually been enjoying the enviroment in this area as of late. Which I get the premonition (is that a word) that if I did stay, well um, I wouldn't be well, broadening my horizons and now that I have a chance to go someplace else and pay for school. I better take it.

I'll living with my sweet ol' grannie for a couple of months. Hopefully I'll be getting the full time position here during that time. That way I'll be able to save a lot of cash. Enough so I could quit my jobs in August and visit everyone one last time before I leave.

Forgive me if I'm rabblin. I didn't get any sleep last night, I already worked for 8 hours prior to this place. Though this job is cake, it sucks being tired for it trust me.

I sent out a random birthday card to an old child hood friend of mine. It was kind of random thing to do.

"It's all right here, right in your guts."

"GUTS" (slam!) "GUTS you gotta have GUTS (slam!)" GUTS"

"You ...you ...dare CAST EYES AT SARENGETTI!!"
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