Put Your Head Down, Put Your Big Head On The Desk!:
life is wonderful, life is great, everywhere i go i see puppies, flowers, and the sun. i have a smile on my face and for the first time i'm happy...now lets get on the sarcasim slide with me, anyone? anyone?
that said let's get down to the brass tacks of things, i'm losing my job (you knew that but it's still true) and the sad thing is that i'm not that upset about it. it's a shitty job that i can truly say is beneith me (there i said it, are you happy, Bob?). i have no prospects, no girls (except for one very strange situation that i might tell you about later if you are all good little boys and girls), and F'n clue what to do next. so what do i do? i make plans to move to Buffalo, NY. that's right, say hello to lake effect snow and half assed (but loyal) sports teams. this is not soon (perhaps in two to three months) but soon enough to start making plans. i want to move, i have to move, but i have one problem...i don't have "the Reason" to move. normal people (ha, this will be the one time when i group Bob in with normal people) have a reason to pack things up. a girl, a job, a school, but me? i seem to be going for a life. is it a good reason? is it even a reason? well if i knew then i wouldn't be asking.
i want to drive steel pins in to my eye balls every time Diana opens her mouth. we don't date, we have never dated, hell we're bearly friends and thats only because i see her out of work too. so why is it that i know the inner details of her sex/love life. she just starts talking and she never shuts up. if it's not one guy it's the next and when she does this "the left side of my brain looks at the right side and says 'it's dark in here and we may die'" "but steve, just tell her to fuck off" but guys, DON'T YOU THINK I TRIED THAT!!!!!!!!! i have done everything in my power not to hear that she wants to breakup with her boyfirend to go out with this other guy who's a royal pain in the ass, but she won't quit and it's driving me up a wall. all this would be so much easier to take if she was playing with my cock when she spoke.
Notes:
1: Buffalo was fun, got to watch Sabers on a big screen and never got carded, god i love college towns.
2: saw "Waiting..." with Ryan Renyolds, funny, sick, and perverted, a good five dollar movie, god i love discount tuesdays
3: i need to shave.
life is wonderful, life is great, everywhere i go i see puppies, flowers, and the sun. i have a smile on my face and for the first time i'm happy...now lets get on the sarcasim slide with me, anyone? anyone?
that said let's get down to the brass tacks of things, i'm losing my job (you knew that but it's still true) and the sad thing is that i'm not that upset about it. it's a shitty job that i can truly say is beneith me (there i said it, are you happy, Bob?). i have no prospects, no girls (except for one very strange situation that i might tell you about later if you are all good little boys and girls), and F'n clue what to do next. so what do i do? i make plans to move to Buffalo, NY. that's right, say hello to lake effect snow and half assed (but loyal) sports teams. this is not soon (perhaps in two to three months) but soon enough to start making plans. i want to move, i have to move, but i have one problem...i don't have "the Reason" to move. normal people (ha, this will be the one time when i group Bob in with normal people) have a reason to pack things up. a girl, a job, a school, but me? i seem to be going for a life. is it a good reason? is it even a reason? well if i knew then i wouldn't be asking.
i want to drive steel pins in to my eye balls every time Diana opens her mouth. we don't date, we have never dated, hell we're bearly friends and thats only because i see her out of work too. so why is it that i know the inner details of her sex/love life. she just starts talking and she never shuts up. if it's not one guy it's the next and when she does this "the left side of my brain looks at the right side and says 'it's dark in here and we may die'" "but steve, just tell her to fuck off" but guys, DON'T YOU THINK I TRIED THAT!!!!!!!!! i have done everything in my power not to hear that she wants to breakup with her boyfirend to go out with this other guy who's a royal pain in the ass, but she won't quit and it's driving me up a wall. all this would be so much easier to take if she was playing with my cock when she spoke.
Notes:
1: Buffalo was fun, got to watch Sabers on a big screen and never got carded, god i love college towns.
2: saw "Waiting..." with Ryan Renyolds, funny, sick, and perverted, a good five dollar movie, god i love discount tuesdays
3: i need to shave.
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fuck.
this is sadly true of SO much in life. and I don't even have a cock...
here's to "reasons"