Once again, I cannot sleep. I feel like just getting in the car and traveling to...well, anywhere. I want to take a trip, just, to get away. This place drives me mad. I can't stand the feeble mindedness here, which has consumed 95% percent of Oklahoma's population. Granted, there are some really great people here, but just a few.
I want to get away just to do just that. I want to lock myself into solitary shit. Everything seems to just be very repetitive lately. Wake up, work, come home, stay up all night thinking of meaningless shit, lay down, more thinking, finally get to sleep around 5 or 6, then wake up just to do it all over again. People at work end up keeping me later than I would like to stay. I do need the hours, but ask, dont fucking tell me that I HAVE to stay late. What happened to respect in the work place? On that note, I found out that after being at my job for over a year and a half, I am unable to get the position that I was going for. So, like many other jobs, I am stuck at the lowest end of the fuckstick. I can't stand it any longer. Minimum wage is a fucking joke. Hence the word "minimum". Am I not important? Do people like me not matter? What the fuck is wrong with this picture? The work force can eat dick. I can't get a job that involves heavy lifting or repetitive movement...so, I am stuck with the shit jobs around here. No one pays worth shit. Oh, "but you are lucky to have a job in this economy"...fuck that. That is just another excuse to rip people off. Its been like this forever. All the companies are concerned with is the profit they make, not the wellbeing of the employees they hire. Hell, I can't even get a job at a play like Home Depot or Lowes. About two years ago, I was working in a warehouse where I got my arms hurt pretty bad. You know what those fuckers did??? They fired me and said it wasn't work related...then on top of that, told the unemployment office that I quit......then recently back in January, I got a hurniated disc in my spine, so that makes it hard for me to be on my feet for long periods of time.
I wish i could just send myself out to a cabin or something out in the middle of nowhere with a ton of art supplies for about a year. I just want to get away from myself for a while too. Leave almost everything behind. All I would need is all my art things, my music, guitars, clothes, and possibly computer to update my stuff.
And also some Jagerbomb and Irish Carbomb supplies too...along with a decent selection of German Beers...damn i miss those.
I want to get away just to do just that. I want to lock myself into solitary shit. Everything seems to just be very repetitive lately. Wake up, work, come home, stay up all night thinking of meaningless shit, lay down, more thinking, finally get to sleep around 5 or 6, then wake up just to do it all over again. People at work end up keeping me later than I would like to stay. I do need the hours, but ask, dont fucking tell me that I HAVE to stay late. What happened to respect in the work place? On that note, I found out that after being at my job for over a year and a half, I am unable to get the position that I was going for. So, like many other jobs, I am stuck at the lowest end of the fuckstick. I can't stand it any longer. Minimum wage is a fucking joke. Hence the word "minimum". Am I not important? Do people like me not matter? What the fuck is wrong with this picture? The work force can eat dick. I can't get a job that involves heavy lifting or repetitive movement...so, I am stuck with the shit jobs around here. No one pays worth shit. Oh, "but you are lucky to have a job in this economy"...fuck that. That is just another excuse to rip people off. Its been like this forever. All the companies are concerned with is the profit they make, not the wellbeing of the employees they hire. Hell, I can't even get a job at a play like Home Depot or Lowes. About two years ago, I was working in a warehouse where I got my arms hurt pretty bad. You know what those fuckers did??? They fired me and said it wasn't work related...then on top of that, told the unemployment office that I quit......then recently back in January, I got a hurniated disc in my spine, so that makes it hard for me to be on my feet for long periods of time.
I wish i could just send myself out to a cabin or something out in the middle of nowhere with a ton of art supplies for about a year. I just want to get away from myself for a while too. Leave almost everything behind. All I would need is all my art things, my music, guitars, clothes, and possibly computer to update my stuff.
And also some Jagerbomb and Irish Carbomb supplies too...along with a decent selection of German Beers...damn i miss those.