....I Wish They Made Cures For, What People Are.....
'Alo, 'Alo, mates. Blimey, it's update time yet again. Well, my super "awesome" (sham's word) girlfriend went back home again :( But we had a lot of fun while she was here. So now I'm back in school, and I didn't get in trouble for the running away from teacher thing, cause the one chick Tara was too slow at escaping and he caught her leaving. So yeah, my phone rings today, and guess who it is? My dad. And what good news does he have? Cory's cellphone bill is 200 FUCKING DOLLARS!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!! He says it's from roaming, but I never get a roam signal on my fucking phone. This is a major reason why Cory fucking hates cellphones. But it's all good; I'll just bitch and moan and won't take this lying down. FUCK YOU VERIZON WIRELESS!!!!! SUCK MY HAIRY IRISH/ITALIAN ASS!!!! That felt good. Well, I'm just sitting here, two cigarettes left and another half hour until "free" night minutes or something. Funny thing happened at work today, too. My one chick manager was hitting on me hardcore today. "Cory, you're so hot!", "Cory, man, you're awesome!", "Wow, Cory, I love you!". Let's not forget all the all-too-friendly back rubs or playful pats. Her reason is that I remind her of the guy that came late onto the last season of the Real World. And 'cause I'm good with kids. Sheah, right; she doesn't know about the 4 kids in my garage right now. I'll show you how I really "love" the kids I meet at work. ;) (you get me, Shammy) Hee hee hee. Oh well, I think I'm going to touch myself and throw rocks at the fat dike next store. That should be fun for a bit. Vaya con dios, mis amigos. Hasta luego. Paz.