"Listen to thie bigshot with his pager on call..."
Fuckers Fuckers Fuckers. Happy St. Patricks Day! "Kiss me i'm shitfaced", not. Anyhoo, today was kind of lame. By the time I got to 5th hour I was feeling like shit and Jessie, the one person who saves me from this mad mad world was feeling shitty as well. We were miserable together. I Love Her! ANyhoo, work was kind of smelly....except when Rick and I sent Rob to get Chineese. Mmmmmm, he went on the clock ,I totally could have gotten fired....it feels good not to care. One thing that sucked big time is that Kelley didn't come up there when I was closing. It made me really sad, and scared. I haet being there alone. He makes me feel safe. I almost cried untill I called my daddy. He sat there with me. Yeah now I come home and not even one mention of me in his live journal......I'm fading away. It hurts, eh, i'll get over it. I'm so self absorebed. Well, its not that. I just like to know he thinks of me. Anyhoo, no big deal. My mom is yelling right now about how she never gets to do laundry....ha, how does it feel crazy gook snatch?! I never get to do laundry untill like the past two days. Now she wants to cry about it?! F- that, she told me to get over it when I complained so screw her. Anyways, I got some laundry to fold so I'll catch y'all tomorrow. WAYNE, SCOTT porn day tomorrow! See you!
Peace Dogg.
Peace Dogg.