The mindless ramblings of a crackhead.
Well, not really. But my boss called me a crack head today. In front of a customer. I told her to shut up and the customer was scared. Yeah, Id prolly be scared too if I didnt know that she was just joking. Long story short, I gotta come up with a video of two girls fighting in a pool of Jello for the guest. I love my job.
Doesnt it suck that life is so short and Im so damn lazy? I mean, I really want to do a lot of crap in life but I havent the money or the time. And what time I do have, I spend it being lazy and thinking of all the things I want to do.
I feel that I should be more in life. Like someone sitting behind the big bosses desk on the 30th floor of a major corporation in New York. And I said BEHIND the desk, not under it. I think...No, I KNOW I was meant to be more in life. I was meant to be rich. And powerful. And travel the world. I want to go to Japan, Mexico, Italy, Egypt, Africa and about a dozen other places that I cant remember right now.
If I had one wish, I would wish to fluently speak every language in every dialect in the world. Perhaps the universe. Eh, lest not be greedy. On earth is fine I guess. Can you imagine how so totally awesome that would be? Go somewhere and never have to worry about communication? I would be worth SO much money. But as the say, if wishes were fishes...
I also want a job that I can tell others to do most of the crap so that I can sit behind my large desk on the 30th floor and look very important all the time. Whats the point of being the boss if you cant take 3 hour lunches and go shopping in the middle of the day.
I guess I watch too much tv because my fantasy of my idea life is really screwed up huh? Funny thing is, I never watch tv anymore. I havent for about 7 months now. Pfft! TV is for drones! I shall take over the world with BOOKS!!! On tape! Bwahahahaha!
I also want to travel for my dream job. And when I walk into a place, people fall all over themselves to accommodate me. Is that so freakin much to ask for? Seriously?
I also need plastic surgery to become fashion model gorgeous. I dont want to look fake though. I think I may be pretty enough to pass for acceptable, but from the chin down, I need some pretty major help.
I also want smaller boobs. I know...who in the hell asks for SMALLER boobs?!!!! I do. And I want them.
I need rich and famous friends. Anyone Rich and famous wanna be my friend? Im sure I know someone famous, I just cant remember who right now. I wonder how many people I know who knows someone famous...
I also havent had a Six Dollar Burger from Hardees for a long tmime now. They got sloppy with them in my town and they suck now. I miss them. That was the amberosia of all amberosias! I aslo love baklava. I had some tonight for the first time in a long time and it was SOOOOOO yummy!
I need a new car. I have a car, an old car. What they call a classic. But I want a newer one. One befitting of the job that I have for myself in my head. Who cares how to pay for it. Thats not my problem. Thats the problem of the person who I get to buy it for me.
I love my job. I give people rooms and flirt a little and they give me free stuff and money. I got a $20 tip the other day for giving someone a free room. It was great. Ive also gotten a pilot to offer his services today. An offer to be taken to Florida...wow. I need to start taking people up on their offers...or get them to buy me that car..or at least chip in anyway.
Doesnt it suck that life is so short and Im so damn lazy? I mean, I really want to do a lot of crap in life but I havent the money or the time. And what time I do have, I spend it being lazy and thinking of all the things I want to do.
I feel that I should be more in life. Like someone sitting behind the big bosses desk on the 30th floor of a major corporation in New York. And I said BEHIND the desk, not under it. I think...No, I KNOW I was meant to be more in life. I was meant to be rich. And powerful. And travel the world. I want to go to Japan, Mexico, Italy, Egypt, Africa and about a dozen other places that I cant remember right now.
If I had one wish, I would wish to fluently speak every language in every dialect in the world. Perhaps the universe. Eh, lest not be greedy. On earth is fine I guess. Can you imagine how so totally awesome that would be? Go somewhere and never have to worry about communication? I would be worth SO much money. But as the say, if wishes were fishes...
I also want a job that I can tell others to do most of the crap so that I can sit behind my large desk on the 30th floor and look very important all the time. Whats the point of being the boss if you cant take 3 hour lunches and go shopping in the middle of the day.
I guess I watch too much tv because my fantasy of my idea life is really screwed up huh? Funny thing is, I never watch tv anymore. I havent for about 7 months now. Pfft! TV is for drones! I shall take over the world with BOOKS!!! On tape! Bwahahahaha!
I also want to travel for my dream job. And when I walk into a place, people fall all over themselves to accommodate me. Is that so freakin much to ask for? Seriously?
I also need plastic surgery to become fashion model gorgeous. I dont want to look fake though. I think I may be pretty enough to pass for acceptable, but from the chin down, I need some pretty major help.
I also want smaller boobs. I know...who in the hell asks for SMALLER boobs?!!!! I do. And I want them.
I need rich and famous friends. Anyone Rich and famous wanna be my friend? Im sure I know someone famous, I just cant remember who right now. I wonder how many people I know who knows someone famous...
I also havent had a Six Dollar Burger from Hardees for a long tmime now. They got sloppy with them in my town and they suck now. I miss them. That was the amberosia of all amberosias! I aslo love baklava. I had some tonight for the first time in a long time and it was SOOOOOO yummy!
I need a new car. I have a car, an old car. What they call a classic. But I want a newer one. One befitting of the job that I have for myself in my head. Who cares how to pay for it. Thats not my problem. Thats the problem of the person who I get to buy it for me.
I love my job. I give people rooms and flirt a little and they give me free stuff and money. I got a $20 tip the other day for giving someone a free room. It was great. Ive also gotten a pilot to offer his services today. An offer to be taken to Florida...wow. I need to start taking people up on their offers...or get them to buy me that car..or at least chip in anyway.