1. UPS gave me a call and I got pimpled-making pore-sweating excited because that would have meant the perfect $8.50 an hour part time job I could use. Instead, they wanted someone NOW, who could work forever. They didn't want any summer-time only sons of bitches. I hate UPS now. Amazon, oh yoo hoo???
Amazon would indeed be more surreal and ideal. but cockrats wouldn't give me the soup of the day.
2. I left work early to write a book report. That was due yesterday. I have now decided not to do it at all. I love college. The wonderful ethic I bring to this sport. The idea I once had a 4.0 GPA one semester is mind-boggling. Like Boggle. That game does suck.
3. Many wonderful things money can do. For Friday, all in all I:
a. Paid for a roundtrip ticket to London for August 2nd.
b. Got an apartment (nearer to campus)
c. Bought a Gamecube
Now, some fool might ask, "Hey, AR, why the fuck would you buy an already outdated inferior Nintendo System?"
Then I would simply say, "MarioKart Double Dash"
Much to a resounding, "Fuck yeah, I wanna play."
Then begin the bitchslapping with the controller. That hurts too. My bro did that once. To the cat.
4. Yeah, like, fuck college and stuff. I feel like the things I want to do is wrestling-related, work-related, and the college stuff is just keeping me away from said things. College is holding me back, yo.
5. I'd do more jock-hugging of the Talking Heads now but...nah, fuck that. Talking Heads love now!
The rest are doable, but Byrne is just one unattractive rat.
I just read that Byrne ran around the block a few times to record "Drugs". Now that's love. But its also rubbish because Byrne loved the powder. I will not hear otherwise.
Much hatred for all and to all a good wank,
AR