Seriously. The cunts here went out of their way to disable all the audio drivers on all the computers. And now they're pumping light jazz through the speakers. What did I ever do to them?
Anyway. This is another "bitching" post. Where I complain about things.
For instance: Holly is the biggest mistake of my life. In no way shape or form does anything compensate for my unfortunate meeting of her.
I can't catch a break these days. Except airsoft. Man, I love airsoft. Its violent, physical, and one of the few things I'm good at besides pissing people off.
I was shot down by two girls in one day yesterday. And did you ever notice all my exes are piss ugly? Jess really wasn't but she's apparently bat-shit crazy. She's currently doing a mexican roofer that's 10-years older than her. But hey that must be a step up from me right? Ashley was and is a moron, but hey only someone that stupid could like me eh?
Shitty fucking morning too. Talk to Holly. Holly cries. Randy doesn't care and blasts pantera wishing for a T-bone collision. I don't even care which side. Driver-side wouldn't be so bad. If I kick the bucket, in theory it'll be damned quick to the point where I wouldn't even notice. I have no significant ties to worry about. And nothing to look forward to besides hanging out with the guys at the station.
I honestly believe I'll never find someone I can tolerate enough to ever consider marrying. And especially never have a child with. I'd rather be a single-angry-pissed-off-old fuck then have a child with another Holly waiting to happen.
Nice people get stepped on and I'm fucking sick of being nice.
Fuck this shit. I'm going to work.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment