DOUCHE BAG!!!
I just felt like typing that!
Blah! I woke up at one, rather, my mom called and woke me up at one. I have been geeking out on the internet ever since. I haven't really slept worth a shit. I got off around 3:30 this morning, geeked out on the internet for about an hour, got a shower, attempted to nap, but had to get up at 6 to pick up Melissa. When I got back home, I went back to bed only to have the worst cramps ever and fucked up nightmares! I think it was caused from the narcotic my doc put me on...
Went to doc yesterday to have my funky, fat wrist checked out. I found out that it's a "ganglion cyst". He put me on an anti-inflammitoy which he highly doubts will work and a pain killer that he said in a round about way would "make me high". What for? If you really don't think this is going to work, why give it to me? I should just go have the fucker drained and be done instead of waiting two weeks to see if I'm in the lucky minority population that would respond to this med. fuk-ov dr. vonbargen!
I absolutely loathe Jorge. Why did he have to come back to our store? Fat-ass, useless, lazy mother fucking waste of space, dick lick, nut sack sucking whore mongler!?!!!! I would not want to work in a place where I know for a blatently obvious fact that everyone hates me.
So, I have a predicament: To go to the Ying Yang Twins concert on Friday or to NOT go to the Ying Yang Twins concert on Friday? That is the question.
Ugh!!! I think I need to lay down. All this thinking and typing has made me light headed. No, it's probably just the drugs. Mmmhmmm, the drugs.
Blah! I woke up at one, rather, my mom called and woke me up at one. I have been geeking out on the internet ever since. I haven't really slept worth a shit. I got off around 3:30 this morning, geeked out on the internet for about an hour, got a shower, attempted to nap, but had to get up at 6 to pick up Melissa. When I got back home, I went back to bed only to have the worst cramps ever and fucked up nightmares! I think it was caused from the narcotic my doc put me on...
Went to doc yesterday to have my funky, fat wrist checked out. I found out that it's a "ganglion cyst". He put me on an anti-inflammitoy which he highly doubts will work and a pain killer that he said in a round about way would "make me high". What for? If you really don't think this is going to work, why give it to me? I should just go have the fucker drained and be done instead of waiting two weeks to see if I'm in the lucky minority population that would respond to this med. fuk-ov dr. vonbargen!
I absolutely loathe Jorge. Why did he have to come back to our store? Fat-ass, useless, lazy mother fucking waste of space, dick lick, nut sack sucking whore mongler!?!!!! I would not want to work in a place where I know for a blatently obvious fact that everyone hates me.
So, I have a predicament: To go to the Ying Yang Twins concert on Friday or to NOT go to the Ying Yang Twins concert on Friday? That is the question.
Ugh!!! I think I need to lay down. All this thinking and typing has made me light headed. No, it's probably just the drugs. Mmmhmmm, the drugs.