Mar 30, 2007 18:16
I need a fucking computer.
I need a fucking computer.
I need a fucking computer.
I need a fucking computer.
I need a fucking new job.
So this lady came up to me yesterday at my work and asked me why I was stuck at such a place and gave me some number to call if I changed my mind about modeling.
pshaw.
I really do wish I had a computer with internet. That would be swell.
And... well... I dont know whats going on with people anymore. Its not fair x_x;
And it turns out my room mate is a piece of shit. I figured he'd turn out this way. What a fucking loser.
Next time he comes home drunk and screaming at my best friend, Im not holding it in.. someones going down.
Anyhoot.. off I go.. to home..