Awe hell and then some
What the fuck man, this week has been like whoa. I now work for EB Games and Michael's craft store. I have probably one of the shittiest colds ever, just because I can't breathe. I'm fine, I just can't breathe cuz I'm congested. fuck with a whole lotta uck. Ryan randomly showed up at my house the other day. He has a new car. It's a pretty purple little thing. We stood around and talked for like twenty minutes outside, me feeling very awkward standing there barefoot in my driveway talking to an ex boyfriend I thought forgot that I exsisted. *meh* It was nice to see him, but I was left with a funny feeling. He's got my cell number now, and said he's gonna call me, but I'm not holding my breath. (I don't need to, I can't breathe anyway.) Mike was supposed to go to a studio last night with his buddy and fuck around. He said he was going to call me to tell me how it went, but he never did. I won't hold it against him, he had to work this morning.
I've been sitting here typing up address changes for car owners and I am going nuts. I think I'll go play God of War in a little while. I'm fighting this really huge mineotaur thing that breathes fire and shit and you have to jump on his back when he doubles over and you have to follow what the screen tells you to do with the dual shock joystick thingie. It's kinda hard. I think I'm rotating it the right way, and then he grabs a hold of me with his fucking gargantuan fists and throws me to the floor in a spray of blood. It's interesting.... but very frustrating.
I'm going to quit babbling and go do something. I have more work to do, but I don't think I can look at any more address changes for a little while.
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I've been sitting here typing up address changes for car owners and I am going nuts. I think I'll go play God of War in a little while. I'm fighting this really huge mineotaur thing that breathes fire and shit and you have to jump on his back when he doubles over and you have to follow what the screen tells you to do with the dual shock joystick thingie. It's kinda hard. I think I'm rotating it the right way, and then he grabs a hold of me with his fucking gargantuan fists and throws me to the floor in a spray of blood. It's interesting.... but very frustrating.
I'm going to quit babbling and go do something. I have more work to do, but I don't think I can look at any more address changes for a little while.
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