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yeah Im quite fucked by the end of the day... its so much physical work

hahahaha you're a hungover butt pirate!

I found out yesterday that the owner of the pharmacy that I get my drugs at, you know, all the super expensive ones, has been covering my meds. I don't think she expects me to pay her back. But she has mentioned that she wants me to apply to work there, and a woman who works for her got on my case yesterday to apply there. People always amaze me. So many times have I been almost at the point of giving up hope when someone comes along to lend a hand.

laurie

last night and this morning it rained a little. my hair isn't so staticy anymore.

what kind of costumes do you make? i know a troupe that is looking for a designer.

i want punk rock laundry in my life. except for the fact that i probably don't want to see some of those kids' underoos. but there is something oddly intimate about watching a stranger do laundry.
however, you're only a step away from doing some sort of special rock dance with panties on your head.

you are a punkass redneck with an even worse carolina accent. go back to apalachia.
you want some biscuits, darlin?

i've been lookin' for a job for two months. it's about time someone hired me damnit! what am i? super undesirable? do i smell? do i offend? jobhunting sucks ass!

Still feel funny...

my monday has thus far been filled with forms from government agencies.


not much better than yours.
stupid people. stupid questions.

My monday is a little better than last monday. I deal with fucking idiots on a daily basis. Many of them. But their visits taper off towards the end of the month. My computer stopped typing weird things for me, so that is also a little better, and i'm about to eat a yummy lunch. Hope your monday gets better

non, i got them from Cat's Cradle.

often times, you get out what you put in.
or at least the leftovers.

tis a great song, glad someone knew it!
xoxo thalia

speaking of priests in disneyland. i bounce at house of blues during the summer...but back when i was doing it full time i would be a monk on sunday nights for the service industry night (SIN). we would set up a confessional and...well...it got kinda fun

Do you want the short explaination or the long explanation?

Beware the brown stuff.

Everyday is my favorite day at work. I work at home drawing and animating.

But back in my day working in a dishroom, my favorite day was when none of the bosses were around. We spent the day spinning is chairs, spraying the hose at each other, making bets as to who would eat out of the garbage (which someone did for 20 bucks), and screaming metal songs at the tops of our lungs.

ha! youre always such a tease... being nice...taking it back and so on. i love it.

my favourite day at work...ah this is good, i had to think.
my favourite day of work was when i walked out of a job cuz theyre paycheck bounced. i had my puppy there (startups would put up with anything) and my convertible stuffed with my boxes and scout and i walked into mikes office and he was on the phone with his feet on his desk... sounding as falsly arrogant as ever. not even really acknowleding me in the room or that relation to the contract he breeched.
i dropped my fuckyourself.com letter on his desk and said 'cmon scout' and went out to the back, where we had the best top down ride, thru the june heat and traffice of the lunch hour crowds downtown. ashalt, heat, sky and the rest of the day off to do whatever i wanted.

that was a good day.
when i fell down the stairs and had a salad plate stick out of my knee? not a good day.