so,
I quit my job job job job job job job job I quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job job I quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job jobI quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job jobI quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job jobI quit my job job job job job job job job
And it is SO good. Like a 200lb weight has been lifted, which technically it has...
My creative license has been censored here, because I won't lower myself....
tricia read the mail and said she was going to throw up. dnna, the new chick i work with, said that it seemed a bit unstable...and also commented that she had a relationship with a man who was both a drunk and a coke head and boy oh boy he kinda sounded like that when he talked sometimes. WEIRD.
so i haven't talked to big mama hurd yet, but feel better posting this...
i am praying that big mama hurd calls. ahhhhhhh...sweet revenge.
i feel like...
i'm in a weird romantic comedy of v is for vendetta or something.
and i just have to give props where props are due...and gob will both like and hate this...but do you remember the tbone speech? i know you do, cause i don't exactly...but if it's shit, jump off, it sucks but do it, and if that's shit, try something else...remind me...i don't know that it's entirely a coincidence that i quit my job like a day later. so please please please tell tbone thank you.
in other news.
the new job is ok, the office is very hot. i bought a 2007 vw beetle. it's yellow. i bought a new blackberry. i'm opening my own business, and taking any ideas on the name (it's a writing/training/consulting thing). i bought a new laptop so he can have his back. the people i work with don't swear. tomorrow i get to go train nurses who fix people. on friday i work with dnna. i have a bunch of paper to shred. i'm going to sit and drink and probably cry and tell the landscaper everything tonight, then nestle in his arms and watch the movies GOB said i'd hate but i think i'll like.
i'm finally making some sort of something.
you asked? this was all i ever wanted.
i can make it.
I quit my job job job job job job job job I quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job job I quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job jobI quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job jobI quit my job job job job job job job job
I quit my job job job job job job job jobI quit my job job job job job job job job
And it is SO good. Like a 200lb weight has been lifted, which technically it has...
My creative license has been censored here, because I won't lower myself....
tricia read the mail and said she was going to throw up. dnna, the new chick i work with, said that it seemed a bit unstable...and also commented that she had a relationship with a man who was both a drunk and a coke head and boy oh boy he kinda sounded like that when he talked sometimes. WEIRD.
so i haven't talked to big mama hurd yet, but feel better posting this...
i am praying that big mama hurd calls. ahhhhhhh...sweet revenge.
i feel like...
i'm in a weird romantic comedy of v is for vendetta or something.
and i just have to give props where props are due...and gob will both like and hate this...but do you remember the tbone speech? i know you do, cause i don't exactly...but if it's shit, jump off, it sucks but do it, and if that's shit, try something else...remind me...i don't know that it's entirely a coincidence that i quit my job like a day later. so please please please tell tbone thank you.
in other news.
the new job is ok, the office is very hot. i bought a 2007 vw beetle. it's yellow. i bought a new blackberry. i'm opening my own business, and taking any ideas on the name (it's a writing/training/consulting thing). i bought a new laptop so he can have his back. the people i work with don't swear. tomorrow i get to go train nurses who fix people. on friday i work with dnna. i have a bunch of paper to shred. i'm going to sit and drink and probably cry and tell the landscaper everything tonight, then nestle in his arms and watch the movies GOB said i'd hate but i think i'll like.
i'm finally making some sort of something.
you asked? this was all i ever wanted.
i can make it.
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