killthehostage

i'm so lonesome i could cry.

3556.

that's the number of loans we've recorded this month. we're supposed to do 4000 this month. i need to do, on average, 150 loans a day or so to get the quato filled. i never actually thought we'd get this close.

as i'm writing this, the steelers are slightly up in the iggles. phuck philly. we got the deuce. what now, bitches? haha, well, hopefully they'll improve on their 6-10 record.

step into my office baby...

oh my goodness. they've certainly stepped it up a notch where i worked. i was getting used to the norwegian sweeties and the tina fey look alikes. now we have a girl that looks like keira knightly and this super knockout redhead. she looks like maggie gylenhall, but i think she's like an inch or so taller than me. bad things. i can't decide if i'm working for IREP or Ford's. haha.

i've hung out with the ex lately. and it seems like we've almost started falling into a rhythm again. i've been hearing nothing but negative vibes lately though and it's starting to bum me out.

is it really so bad to want to be friends with your ex? i dunno where things will end up, but i'm willing to see where things go, so the hell with everybody. unless i'm wrong...

i almost got into a horrific accident the other morning. i was on the highway, getting off at an exit when a guy in the passing lane cut across two lanes to cut me off. i tried slamming on the brakes, but i realiezed i didn't have ABS, so my only other option really was to swerve at the guard rail. some combination of luck on all parts, helped me pass through unscathed. hopefully the image of my middle finger in his rear-view mirror will be emblazened in his memory for all eternity. fucking people in lexuses...

i think that the more your car is worth, the less likely it is that you'll know how to drive it. oh well, enough bad energy for one day. haha, sorry for being such a fucking bore