Thursday, May 24, 2012

pocky

You want a copy of my GED even though I graduated from here with an A.A.? And have a B.A.? Well shit, alright man.

This nigga needs to stop asking me the same question over and over again before I flip over the coffee table I have yet to assemble.

Friday, May 18, 2012

IT'S BEEN AWHILE

What a bad song. What a bad Staind song. What a bad band.

If you're in your 40s and still follow Christianity you've lost the plot.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Untrust me.

I decided to eat meat on purpose on Good Friday to be a prick. Rebellious, right? Actually I'm just annoyed I have to listen to JesusFM for a few minutes to begin my day of morning misery every Monday through Friday. Fuck religion. It isn't going to pay my bills, get me a job, give me amazing friends, or anything really. And if I want to feel spiritual or warm and tingly as if the Holy Spirit were inside me, I will jerk off.

I wonder if I can sue Youtube for how many days, months, or years I've lost of my life sitting through their mandatory advertisements. Prolly not.

Ah. This is the life. Being cold, listening to Babymetal and drinking vodka.

Friday, March 23, 2012

AIDS robot

You are my dream woman behind Alice Glass, Ayn Rand.

Thankfully that is 100 times around Earth. And Mitt Romney's stance changes hourly. And even if you were not the ugliest woman I'd ever seen, your philosophy is awful.

Well, this is a learning experience now isn't it. Being around ex-felons and jailbirds who can't find work because of their records. So what do they do? They enter this program or return to a life of crime/recidivism. Something that always stuck with me and perhaps why I majored in what I did is and why what one of my professors in community college said: That he and his fellow professors offered their services to the largest state prison and they declined their services. Productive, right?

I cannot say I regret what I have said and done when it comes to ex-girlfriends. They all thought they knew everything. I can admit I knew nothing at the time. They're too stubborn and insane to admit the same. So fuck it.

Had I not been the cliche colllege fast food eating drunk I was and done more productive things like interning or work-studying, I'd have turned out better than these wash-outs. Pretty sure. Though I do acknowledge the economy is rough.

GOD BLESS AMERICA. HELLO. I HAVE A BACHELOR'S DEGREE. WOULD YOU LIKE FRIES WITH THAT?

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

IT'S OFFICIAL

He's going to be a daddy after dating for two whole months. Don't look at me. I don't make the rules.

Speaking of dating. I recently saw a picture of my ex-girlfriend kissing her new boyfriend, a fat bisexual fatty fat fat. It looked like the ape from Harry and the Hendersons making out with Harry Potter. There is not a hint of jealousy in that comment. Not one.

Today I was asked why I'm so quiet. Maybe because unless I am drunk I like to think before I talk and I don't have a motor mouth. I said because I was mute. People are annoying.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

I'd rather shit in my own hands and clap.

Oh. You're wonderful America. Really, you are. While on break I overheard nearly everyone say they were there for Medicaid. Fuck all the cash and food stamps. Outstanding. We're just mostly here for the health insurance. Outstanding the past years have been for the working poor.

Yo, I ain't gonna lie. Almond milk is wonderful. I think that may be all I have in my fridge for a couple months. Starting now.

I'm being forced to take a nutrition class. It sounds odd but is neat also. Considering things and things and things. Yeah. Time goes by slower like when I was in college but I enjoy it.

I am thoroughly offended someone thought studying Geography meant it was all about "maps and shit." It was a friendly and typical boring conversation but I still found it quite offensive. "Yes, I chose to major or minor in Geography to know where Australia is." Why am I not dead already being surrounded by people like this?

Sometimes Youtube, I just want to listen to my fucking song without your advertisements. What a concept.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

I wear blouses in my spare time.

There is a boy I would like to inject with cat smack in my class/job/environment. He is under 20. He is constantly talking, never shuts up, and believes he knows everything. I thought I knew everything when I was 19 too. But I don't think I was an idiot.

Such gems that have come out of his mouth include: Reagan being president during the Cuban Missile Crisis. Not understanding the strategic or political reasoning behind the usage of Agent Orange and napalm during Vietnam. Claiming World War 2 was in the 1960's.

He's just an awful idiot. I wish he were trolling. Also, he wants to join the US Marines. Imagine someone with that inherent lack of mental capability knowing how to fight and having a gun.

Oh, and today he said he's afraid he impregnated his girlfriend after drinking a bottle of...




















Bailey's Irish Cream.