Scrambles the Death Dealer

Jan 03, 2009 20:55

The economy tried to fuck me over and keep me from getting a car in my name. It's not me, but for my girl. But it's like, fuck you banks. Just give me the money. I'm good for it because I am not an asshole and I have a fucking solid, stable life. I am a chill individual ready to continue moving forward. God, why do you need so much down? I think I'll just blame our administration for this. This is the first time I've been impacted by this. Shouldn't be impacted. Whatever. I got the car.

Perhaps I will see Watchmen in March. Maybe I can take a week off? I hope so.

I was just promoted at work. Lead. That means I can't dress down anymore. So goodbye to Autobot logos and Ravage sprawled over my chest. No trippy Tool logos or anything. Just nice shirts, a fucking kickass hourly rate (crap bonus), and responsability. Management. You know that's how I roll. Yeah so it's a kickass job. Which is why the banks should just chill. Also, I don't have to go to bed like an old man anymore... but my schedule won't last.

So for Christmas I was given a lot of things. In particular, Prince of Persia was probably my favorite gift. But I got a lot of awesome things and gave a lot of awesome things to my close friends.

I have been on a fucking huge Coen brother's kick. I fucking had Burn After Reading spoiled for me, so that pissed me off, but whatever. Anyway, Mandy bought me Big Lebowski (top 5) and No Country For Old Men for Xmas. Anyway, they are fucking amazing directors. Why is it that two of my favorite movie makers are a team of brothers? Anyway. So unique, their movies. But they all revolve around people after money. It really touches on what people stive for, and their movies are so human in that sense. Funny how $ is the root of so much ;]

You've got to be the best.
You've got to change the world.
And use this chance to be heard.
Your time is now.

I hope Fox doesn't fuck me and take away my Watchmen.

God help us all.
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