2000-09-25

another useless day at work... oh how the time just lags and lags and lags. "SUCK THIS ONE, MOTHER FUCKER!"

i am bitter, sometimes. rarely: sweet.

i have come to the rampantly disheartening conclusion that joey and i are an ill match, and i may as well make myself unavailable for future liasons.

then i change my mind.

then i change it back again.

repeat, ad infinitum.

why does everything have to be such a pain? why why why.

its 4. i think i shall go home now. drinking is in order, as is some very very loud luscious jackson.

rock on.