And as we stand upon the ledges of our lives

Second day in a row I open for Joe's Crab Shack. Second day in a row with NO FUCKING BUSSER!! *angry face* Again, we were packed.

So, tired as shit I come home and once again failed to turn in any applications cuz my feet hurt too much to walk around the mall. What do I get but a fucked up comp with pop ups all over. And they're pop ups for a Anti-Spamwear program!

Then I get further aggitated, I find this post. Since now Paint Shop isn't working, I'll just opst it behind a LJ cut. You know. In case it gets deleted.

( Moron. )

I mean, really!

Anyway, so I check the mail and find I've received my Psychology book, my Niles Powder Puff Football shirt and three discs of Buffy season two.

Oz is very Jon Stewart-ish. I like him. And when people have sarcastic enthusiaism the subtitles go "(!)".

So I fix the spammy thing by downloading the thing that's spamming me! Even more dumb-assness.

Oh, but I got an interveiw at The Coffee Scene tomorrow. Word.


Current Mood: REALLY FUCKING PISSED! Right click NOT working!