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hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!
i quit my fucking job, bitches!
that's right. and only hours after giving a faulty phone number to a construction worker.
I AM A BAD HUMAN BEING.
I HAVE NO SOUL.
but, really. i was afraid. and my job just sucks. i'm leaving in a week anyway. and my job was full-time. so now i'll have time to pack/ have fun.
FUCK YEAH
plus, today i was at powell's and i saw the, eh, most attractive young man ever looking at my FAVORITE BOOK (the gospel according to jesus christ by saramago--it's an amazing sacreligious/ religious novel) and he smiled at me and later travelled across the store to stand right next to me for about 5 minutes and study a copy of "chicken soup for the mother and daughter"
why the hell should i care?
i am silly.
my mother likes to call me a "fart" endearingly.
truly. i. am. a. fart.
RUSHMORE! party tomorrow.
i quit my fucking job, bitches!
that's right. and only hours after giving a faulty phone number to a construction worker.
I AM A BAD HUMAN BEING.
I HAVE NO SOUL.
but, really. i was afraid. and my job just sucks. i'm leaving in a week anyway. and my job was full-time. so now i'll have time to pack/ have fun.
FUCK YEAH
plus, today i was at powell's and i saw the, eh, most attractive young man ever looking at my FAVORITE BOOK (the gospel according to jesus christ by saramago--it's an amazing sacreligious/ religious novel) and he smiled at me and later travelled across the store to stand right next to me for about 5 minutes and study a copy of "chicken soup for the mother and daughter"
why the hell should i care?
i am silly.
my mother likes to call me a "fart" endearingly.
truly. i. am. a. fart.
RUSHMORE! party tomorrow.