Why does it feel like i'm made of silver, when everyone else is made of gold?

[saltyfetusdelux]

God im such a bitter bastard these past few days.. more than usual even! I don't know if it's the inability to sleep for anything longer than 1-3 hours at a time, fucked up schedules, lack of human contact, or listening to non stop complaints and buffonary(not a word.. but fuck off)from everyone I see. Seriously folks I am ready to snap or something, case in point: My trip to Taco Bell today... I was on my way to work last night and I say to myself "nigga you want taco bell.. mm mmm tacos" ..so I head that way. I get there and go inside, wait in line next to a guy that had soo much jerry curl juice in his hair that it was dripping on his shirt.. and a guy that looked like the nigga from the green mile. So I finally get to the counter and order two soft tacos and a drink.. simple enough right? I mean it's a taco joint.. fuckers better have some tacos. Nope, this trik at the register says to me(after a 4 minute wait) that they are out of meat. How the fuck does taco bell run out of meat? I mean seriously, i've worked in places like that.. I know how much of that crap they keep on hand. Needless to say I was ready to choke this bitch out and drop kick lil richard next to me.. I mean I really was.. not just my normal "ok thanks anyhow" follow by walking out calmly and getting something else. I got the manager and started going off about it! ...to give you an idea of how angry I was I got a voucher for 20 dollars of free grub! Who wants tacos?

I even got snappy with chelsea though im sure she dismissed it as my normal bullshit(wich she should have...bitch knows better) and blew it off but I was actually mad.. for no reasion at all. Meh, next stop: clocktower and a rifle! yaahoo!

smootches,

J

P.S. Looooooooodestar!