the world really is coming to an end.

i did NOT enjoy myself at wal-mart today.
i was not fun-loving.
i was not shop-happy.

i was fucking irritated and hateful.

damn this christmas season!

i'm gassy.

thank you.

the end.

p.s. today this lady at work approached me and told me that she wanted me to be a face model for mary kay. that makes me feel wierd.
huh.

P.S. I HAVE CAR INSURANCE, FOOLS.

I WILL ATTACK YOU AND QUITE POSSIBLY YOUR FAMILY SOMETIME IN THE VERY NEAR FUTURE.

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

dude, why the hell hasn't anyone updated since like 4 in the afternoon?

what? you fuckers think you have lives?

what am i supposed to do when i'm sick?!?
knit?
bake?

NO, READ LIVE JOURNAL.
THANKS FOR THE HELP!

NOT!

ps, i've made two baby sweaters and a whole batch of peanut butter cookies. goddamit.

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yay.

christmas,
whoa.

that's the kick-ass thing about being busy. christmas is here like that.
whoa.

i'm like,

tired.

last night at amy's..something funny...

cary: so, what are you doing now? working on your electrician career?

boy: no, actually i handle money exchanges for a multi-billion dollar corporation.

cary: still a cashier at speedway?

boy: ..yeah

sweet.

guess who has the morning off tomorrow?

ME!

guess what i'll be doing??

besides sleeping like a motherfucker,
PUTTING UP THE CHRISTMAS TREE. finally.

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