silence is golden: like my crispy golden fries
Summer sucks, there's no denyin' it. Quick rundown on why life is shit:
Computer is bizusted. It's the motheboard. Yay things that eat money like hell. Using parents' laptop until I get some paychecks to get my shit in order.
Bush is president. As anyone who has to work knows, this means that jobs are largely unavailable, and many of those that are available are only part-time. Hence, it has taken until today for me to get an interview for a job. It's even full time. Score. Woe unto those without connections. And fuck me for only having connections at an employer that is an hour away. Something's gotta be done to fix this. Oh, i've got it: tax cuts. That'll create lots of manufacturing jobs. In South America.
Friends aren't, for the most part. Hardly see anyone at all.
Of course, life isn't entirely meaningless, merely overwhelmingly meaningless. At least I'm actually getting a damn job. This will facilitate computer purchasing, book purchasing, food purchasing, and perhaps if God will just grant himself a short respite from sodomizing me and laughing hysterically, a little road trip.
I have more to write about, but it's all just thoughts and dreams and liberal ranting that I don't have time for. Cause I have to get up at 8 AM for showering, shaving, driving, and interviewing.
Goodnight, moon.
Computer is bizusted. It's the motheboard. Yay things that eat money like hell. Using parents' laptop until I get some paychecks to get my shit in order.
Bush is president. As anyone who has to work knows, this means that jobs are largely unavailable, and many of those that are available are only part-time. Hence, it has taken until today for me to get an interview for a job. It's even full time. Score. Woe unto those without connections. And fuck me for only having connections at an employer that is an hour away. Something's gotta be done to fix this. Oh, i've got it: tax cuts. That'll create lots of manufacturing jobs. In South America.
Friends aren't, for the most part. Hardly see anyone at all.
Of course, life isn't entirely meaningless, merely overwhelmingly meaningless. At least I'm actually getting a damn job. This will facilitate computer purchasing, book purchasing, food purchasing, and perhaps if God will just grant himself a short respite from sodomizing me and laughing hysterically, a little road trip.
I have more to write about, but it's all just thoughts and dreams and liberal ranting that I don't have time for. Cause I have to get up at 8 AM for showering, shaving, driving, and interviewing.
Goodnight, moon.