direchocobo

Dear insomnia,
Will you please kindly fuck off? Seriously, I've had enough of your shit. All you do is make me think crazy things while I lay in bed unable to sleep. Like spending three hours wide awake thinking about how loony scientologists are.

Thanks, asshole.
J.

So, yeah...I'd say the past two days I had off because Carlton Chainsaw Blade can't get their product to my warehouse so we can fill their orders was relaxing, but it wasn't. I was too busy thinking "FUCK, I need to be working!" But alas, there was no work to be done.

Something crazy happened, but I forgot what it was. So I guess this is a boring journal entry.

So uh...I'm still single. How about that? Thats cool huh?

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Yeah, I got nothin'.