Fucka- choo!
In a major slum. Damn bum slum of a slum. It's dumb.
Sam's is giving me no friggen hours. None... 10 a week. What the fuck is that? $8.90 an hour doesn't get your very fucking far on 10 hours a week. Bull shit.
So...
I'm looking for a new job. I want something small... small place, small amount of employees, small amount of bull shit. I can't keep doing this. I've had a about a good 2 weeks of very little hours, and it's driving me LITERALLY crazy. I feel like a complete loser just sitting at home on my ass when I could be out making some good money. I can't do anything... not even go drive around and shit, cause I don't have money for gas.
Lame + broke = Good ole' Sarah K.
The other night, me and Brian we're circling around a big fucking tree avoiding the Border Patrol's spotlight while he drove around us. J.P. was laying under a bush a couple yards away. Boys boys boys. I got PISSED. We snuck into the Fort at around 2am. I had a great time until that fucking seem-like-forever-hide behind the tree. Oi ya yoi. My boyfriend and his friends are dangerous.
Speaking of my crazy boyfriend, I'm waiting on his adorable lil' butt now. I guess we're head down to the border to see the fireworks tonight. Always a good time... those fireworks.
The lead singer of dredg sounds like the lead singer of Kenna. He does. Really.
Sam's is giving me no friggen hours. None... 10 a week. What the fuck is that? $8.90 an hour doesn't get your very fucking far on 10 hours a week. Bull shit.
So...
I'm looking for a new job. I want something small... small place, small amount of employees, small amount of bull shit. I can't keep doing this. I've had a about a good 2 weeks of very little hours, and it's driving me LITERALLY crazy. I feel like a complete loser just sitting at home on my ass when I could be out making some good money. I can't do anything... not even go drive around and shit, cause I don't have money for gas.
Lame + broke = Good ole' Sarah K.
The other night, me and Brian we're circling around a big fucking tree avoiding the Border Patrol's spotlight while he drove around us. J.P. was laying under a bush a couple yards away. Boys boys boys. I got PISSED. We snuck into the Fort at around 2am. I had a great time until that fucking seem-like-forever-hide behind the tree. Oi ya yoi. My boyfriend and his friends are dangerous.
Speaking of my crazy boyfriend, I'm waiting on his adorable lil' butt now. I guess we're head down to the border to see the fireworks tonight. Always a good time... those fireworks.
The lead singer of dredg sounds like the lead singer of Kenna. He does. Really.