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9/1/06 09:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
work has been a bitch, it's been a dry fuck and I've been wearing a bridle to make it more fun. Excuse the cursing.
These fucking bastards are keeping hours light and then screwing everyone left on the floor. Retail, bloody fucking retail--stay the fuck in school, kids!
Everyone hates me because I won't play team--you know, "oh we're all in this together, stiff upper lip, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger, blah fucking blah." It's okay though, 'cause I hate everyone back. And I'm better and scarier at it.
so yeah, not good at being downtrodden and shit. And here's the weird thing--work sucks like a fifty cent hoor--or Fifty himself--but my brain is happy and full of fiction. Go figure.And it wants to write happy fic, all smiles and shmoop. Stupid brain.
Okay, enough complaining! I bought this new music by the Roots. Mostly--well, entirely, because of this track with peedie crack. It's fantastic, sounds like Grown Folks music. I'm all for the nostalgia lately. I've been listening to Big Punisher...still love Pun.
Also, right now, I want a cigarette so fucking bad, I'd beat up a nun for her smokes. Why? Why? It's been almost ten years!!!!! Nicotiiiiiiiine! Nicotiiiiiine!!!!!
Or sex. Lots of sex. ooo, ooo--sex and coffee and cigarettes--heaven! no, no, wait--sex, coffee, cigarettes and Phish Food!
Shutting up now.
These fucking bastards are keeping hours light and then screwing everyone left on the floor. Retail, bloody fucking retail--stay the fuck in school, kids!
Everyone hates me because I won't play team--you know, "oh we're all in this together, stiff upper lip, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger, blah fucking blah." It's okay though, 'cause I hate everyone back. And I'm better and scarier at it.
so yeah, not good at being downtrodden and shit. And here's the weird thing--work sucks like a fifty cent hoor--or Fifty himself--but my brain is happy and full of fiction. Go figure.And it wants to write happy fic, all smiles and shmoop. Stupid brain.
Okay, enough complaining! I bought this new music by the Roots. Mostly--well, entirely, because of this track with peedie crack. It's fantastic, sounds like Grown Folks music. I'm all for the nostalgia lately. I've been listening to Big Punisher...still love Pun.
Also, right now, I want a cigarette so fucking bad, I'd beat up a nun for her smokes. Why? Why? It's been almost ten years!!!!! Nicotiiiiiiiine! Nicotiiiiiine!!!!!
Or sex. Lots of sex. ooo, ooo--sex and coffee and cigarettes--heaven! no, no, wait--sex, coffee, cigarettes and Phish Food!
Shutting up now.
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9/2/06 01:28 am (UTC)(no subject)
9/2/06 01:39 am (UTC)AAAAAAAAHHHHH...I'll survive, after the back to school rush dies down, it should be livable again. Or as livable as it gets! *G*
Thanks for the hugs! Mmmm!!
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9/2/06 03:19 am (UTC)*hugs* Hope your tomorrow is better.
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9/2/06 03:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
9/2/06 07:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
9/2/06 05:19 pm (UTC)They've been at the same time making their product more addictive. Nice, huh?
*hugs you hard and kicks your crazy bosses*
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9/2/06 10:35 pm (UTC)I'm almost over my craving. It's...*heavy sigh* completely hormonal. Oy--such a smorgasbord of PMS symptoms I have. It's never boring, I'll tell you that!