This is sincere. I need to thank you for being so impossibly, uniquely you.
Thank you for your blind, stupid ambition, enough to seize a job for which you hadn't even an inkling of qualification, doing so on the all-but-defeated steam of your lamentable namesake. Thank you for seizing your party's nomination from a host of better-qualified Republican candidates.
Show was good. Made it to the bar around 1am. When with a couple of friend's to the communal home of the majority of the band. Drank a little more. Now I'm drunk and tired. Headache. Need ice water. Tomorrow will be fun; friend's birthday/barbecue, Hungover.
Tonight I go to see Times New Roman, a local band. They're Screamo/Post Hardcore(whatever the hell that is). They put on decent enough show to pay the $5 cover charge. I'd rather hear some loud, abusive punk rock, but I'll take what I can get. They may not be exactly my cup of tea, but coffee's close enough when I need my fix, know what... Read More
I work at Frito-Lay and we grind the bones of orphans into powder and blend it in the cornmeal we use to make Cheetos. OK, not really. But I DO work at Frito-Lay. I have worked there as a Packer for over 3 years. If you're wondering what a packer is(and I... Read More
This is my first blog thing. I'm not really sure what to say or who would even want to read this. Let me tell you a little about myself, I guess...
My name is Monk. I am 27 years old, have several tattoos and a severe case of ADHD. About 3 months ago, the 6 year relationship I was in failed. She took our 2... Read More
