corabelle

ah yes, back to the world of online journals :-P

so every time i'm logged onto the sight, rather than updating, i've found myself looking at all the lovely naked women. if you haven't yet, please check out bowie's new set. talk about a nice ass!

alright, again, back to reality rather than the daze of womenly curves. so nobody signed up for my bookbinding class. i think it was the managers lack of advertisement and enthusiasm. which, actually, kind of sucks. because i was excited, i still am, but she seemed to be too. so what the hell? eh, we rescheduled for the beginning of may. i'm thinking of doing some advertisements of my own. maybe flyering and what not.

so i've been really really pissed at the "big man up top" lately. you know who i'm talking about, all the capitalist fucks who like to screw over the hard working class people. i got screwed out of my tax refund this year thanks to a shitty company i worked for when i first moved here. they never payed me enough, i was screwed out of a raise due to manager negligence, so basically they didn't give a rats ass about their employees. so here i am, STILL reaping the damend consequences of being one of the worker ants. fuckers.

it's one of the classics, we need a corporate robin hood