marqcoig

maybe finding a job is like meeting a woman, which is something else i'm not good at. maybe once i quit looking, the perfect job will come along and say, "Ohh, i want YOU to run my restaurant!!!" i'm imagining some awesome hipster heaven in downtown denver, where i work 40 hours a week for a salary of at least $26k, where there's no stress, awesome music, and hot chicks with tattoos come in i can flirth with them and meet one who's young, hot, nerdy, likes drinking, smoking pot, having sex, watching Judd Aptow comedies, and being lazy (except she's in good shape and likes to work out--like me, most of the year). oh, and this wonderful Mrs. marQ i meet at this perfect job that doesn't exist also doesn't do drugs or smokes, thinks Boris is the greatest band ever, and doens't mind that when i drink too much i can't keep it hard...and this job, btw, is within walking distnace to an inexpensive 1-Bedroom apartment, and i take the Bus to school every day and i work out 5 days a week and i can afford sweet new tattoos, and not only am i majoring in Sociology, but i'm a fucking genius compared to all the kids in my class and the hot teacher blows me every day after school, but my GF doesn't mind because she's bi and into multiple partners ("poly" is believe is the shortened term). oh yeah, and she likes cats and dogs.

this post had a point when i concieved of it, but now i'm not sure what i was going to do. ho hum. i have to work (again) in an hour and a half, so i think i'll masturbate and then be on my way. yup. thats what i do with my life.

...why is there no Smilies face for Deep Heavy Sigh of Sorrow? i'll just use this one because pigs are awesome.

ps--i've decided i have a crush on Julia Wertz who does the comic Fart Party. too bad she doesn't still drink...and i'm not attractive, charming, and living in Brooklyn...i think we'd have alot in common. oh well! off to look at some porn!!! wish my penis luck, everyone!