I'd put THAT in my pee-hole.

Well, I didn't.

A whole week. Without the only girl I've ever loved. I'm not going to get all melodramatic, but it's going to suck so much turd that I'm trying to not even admit that it's happening. I mean, for fuck's sake, I almost felt like I was trying to kick heroin the last time we had to go two days apart. Oh well. My parents are coming down. That's always ( Read more... )

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I have almost forgotten how to do this, so bear with me. It has now been FIVE MONTHS since i've updated this thing. I suppose there are two main reasons why ( Read more... )

If I've learned anything in the past month it is this: I work for bastards. Heartless, vile, uncaring bastards who would think nothing of using a shrimp fork to scoop out my eyeballs in order to make a sufficient orifice in which to skull-fuck me. That is, only if I try to (Heaven FORBID!) get ONE SINGLE DAY OFF THAT I WANT ( Read more... )

The following is a sincere apology to those of you whose very lives have been put on indefinite hold in the interim between the last passage and this one. I need to stop being so selfish and realize that there are legions of sheep, nay, absolute AUTOMATONS that thirst for my words as if they were the sweet nectar of the gods. It was sheer greed, ( Read more... )

Well, that may seem obvious to YOU, but it came to me as a bit of a shock today. Although I guess it all evens itself out when you realize that I will also never have a period. Or crave chocolate and new shoes. Or feel obliged to pee with a friend ( Read more... )

Strom Thrumond is dead. Who the fuck is next, Keith Richards ( Read more... )