double coupons and a club card.
today my boss got all bleepity bleep on me for eating two samples and a cookie. fuck that ho.
im addicted to eating.
on my way to work i ate 3 waffles. they were soggy because i tried to toast them all at the same time. syrup bleed onto my seats and steering wheel and the shifter gear thingie and the windshild and my seatbelt and my fingers and my work uniform. the dome light stayed clean. thanks to heavy morning traffic and windex i managed to get my car spic and span before rolling into ralph's parking lot.
after work i went to the corner donut shop and baught a roast beef sandwhich in dimes and nickles. i had 20cents extra, and instead of saving it, i baught 2 donut holes. the donut man gave me 4. a good man? no. this is how they always lure their "regulars"(fiends/addicts) in.
oh yeah and just a little while ago i transfered my banking funds, found my debit card, drove to rite-aid, and emptied my checking account, just to buy a pack of cigarettes(along with a complimentary book of matches). while i was walking out the door, a van rolled up. it looked so funny. i swear dumbass people make me wish my cell phone was a camera. the van was covered from head to toe in politcal bumber sticker slogans... except there wernt any stickers. it was done with neon poster board, black marker, gold glitter, and hearts. it looked like a 14 year old "myspacer" girl decorated them. as i reached to grab the first cigarette i noticed a sign that read: "boycott cigarettes." i laughed. if only it was that simple. its pretty difficult to boycott a product that you are addicted to.
and i put a song on my myspace. i like to lay in bed and listen to it. "comment me you whore"
i want to boycott jack in the box.
PS: i think i like to ramble on about nonsese and irrelevant details.
im addicted to eating.
on my way to work i ate 3 waffles. they were soggy because i tried to toast them all at the same time. syrup bleed onto my seats and steering wheel and the shifter gear thingie and the windshild and my seatbelt and my fingers and my work uniform. the dome light stayed clean. thanks to heavy morning traffic and windex i managed to get my car spic and span before rolling into ralph's parking lot.
after work i went to the corner donut shop and baught a roast beef sandwhich in dimes and nickles. i had 20cents extra, and instead of saving it, i baught 2 donut holes. the donut man gave me 4. a good man? no. this is how they always lure their "regulars"(fiends/addicts) in.
oh yeah and just a little while ago i transfered my banking funds, found my debit card, drove to rite-aid, and emptied my checking account, just to buy a pack of cigarettes(along with a complimentary book of matches). while i was walking out the door, a van rolled up. it looked so funny. i swear dumbass people make me wish my cell phone was a camera. the van was covered from head to toe in politcal bumber sticker slogans... except there wernt any stickers. it was done with neon poster board, black marker, gold glitter, and hearts. it looked like a 14 year old "myspacer" girl decorated them. as i reached to grab the first cigarette i noticed a sign that read: "boycott cigarettes." i laughed. if only it was that simple. its pretty difficult to boycott a product that you are addicted to.
and i put a song on my myspace. i like to lay in bed and listen to it. "comment me you whore"
i want to boycott jack in the box.
PS: i think i like to ramble on about nonsese and irrelevant details.