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Caution: I Don't Sit Still
3:08 AM. Doc at 9. I lie here by the light of one lamp, the visuals and sounds of Looney Tunes with the fan casting a light breeze upon my exposed flesh. Sylvester the cat is doing a bad French a...
Steamed Not Stirred
I’d kill right now for a fucking drink.
FUCK THE POLICE!
I’ve got a headlight out that I’m going to get fixed this weekend. (I think there is an electrical problem in the car ‘cause a new bulb wouldn’t work.) Well, I got pulled over less than half a ...
Adulting 101
Paid off the lawyer. Paid the accountant for my taxes. Called and made the appointment with the new psychiatrist.
Sleeeep...
I’ve woken up waaay too early for me today and yesterday. Today I friggin’ got up at 6:30 AM. The week at work was really good so of course Friday had to suck. The engraving tool wasn’t, well, ...
Is It Weird...?
That sometimes when watching the machines do their turn paths I listen to classical compositions and compose what the machine should be doin? Also, listen to Rhapsody In Blue while tripping acid....
Stupid Body
I missed time at work today. When I got out of bed my knee and hip were killing me. My regular doc is closed on Friday’s so I found a walk in clinic. Steroid and NSAID shots ensued. Got Peacoc...
Is It Time To Panic Yet?
I need at LEAST three grand by the end of this month. Lawyer needs to be paid off (court case isn’t looking so good) and my expensive car insurance is due. Shitshitshitshitshit
Meanwhile, At Wayne Manor
Just popping in to say I friggin’ LOVE my new job. Everyone is super chill and the boss is actually training me unlike other places I’ve been.
Untitled
My mind is like an abandoned ancient city. I’m wandering down back alleys and ducking through doorways, trying to find an answer. Yet all that I find is debris and skeletal pieces. The sun burns ...
Halp
She fuckin’ asked me for help and I got lazy and never called a psychiatrist. Stupid Stupid Stupid
My Fault?
Peacock is in the hospital after a failed suicide attempt. This is on me, I’ve been a bastard to her…
Stuck In The Butt
The nurse laughed at me when I rolled up my sleeve for the steroid shot. I did end up going by work to drop off my note and fill out my new hire paperwork. Today I’m able to walk without the a...
Sum' Bitch!
Currently laying on the couch with the heating pad on my lower back. First night on the job and it went decent. My feet and back hurt, as to be expected. I gotta get used to standing again. Sa...
Interesting
I start the new job tomorrow. Forgot my birthday is Friday, not tomorrow. Peacock and I have caught up on lost time doing X-rated stuff to each other. We’re still together but am keeping some ti...
Drafty *Update*
I know my house is drafty but damn. I’m on the couch in jeans, socks, house shoes, boxers, t-shirt and long sleeve flannel and it’s still a wee bit cold in here. My birthday is Thursday and with ...
Reading
Well, the New Year’s resolution of reading more is going good. This week I’ve read: Star Wars: Dawn of the Jedi Into the Void And Star Wars Old Republic: Deceived Both were good reads. I still ...
Monday
I got an interview tomorrow at 9. Wish me luck! Edit: It’s with a temp service but thanks for the confidence notes. A while back I bought Rage 2 at Wal-Mart for five bucks. Pretty cool game so f...
So I Was Stupid Again...
Peacock came home Friday. Lot’s of sex ensued. Saturday she tells me she ended up making out with the trucker friend ‘cause we aren’t together since I asked her to move (I was reconsidering it.) ...
Stuffz
Need to lay off Reddit. The justice boner I have from reading about Wallstreetbets raping hedge funds out of billions because of Game Stop stocks only leaves me so much blood to run the rest of ...
Cowards
If I could help…
Food Stuffs
It dawned on me earlier that I never retired the grill for winter. Cooked up pork chops with zucchini last week then did bratwurst the next night. What will this week hold?
Hm...
My dad was a computer programmer back in the day. Mid to late 80’s As a machinist, I’m responsible for debugging a program. In some way there is irony. But I’m too drunk to focus. Peacock....
Six-Shooter
I want to go to a Ren Fare dressed as a cowboy.
Fuck Politics!
Enjoy cat’s meowing
Book Description
I came on my own volition.
I am the man that got away.
Work -
Tonight I clocked in at 4:30 PM and it was suddenly Wednesday when I worked 6:45 AM to 6 PM with only an hour lunch break and on my feet the rest. I was trying to relieve Logan in the back who was frying chicken both for our loose case and boxed hot case so he could go to lunch. Instead I got mixed with a redneck who wanted a Philly steak and cheese. I made his sandwich to order only to be confronted with the elderly gentleman behind him. He, to this shit. o, wanted a Philly. I was annoyed. Angry. Granted chicken side cooking sucks At least you’re away from the customers. I can, “pretend”, like I’m cooking chicken in the back but dick around for ten minutes, which actually rarely happens. You learn to smile and accept this shit. Made him his sandwich, didn’t stop to ask the next customer if he needed help. Instead, went straight to the back and told Logan to take his lunch, I was taking over, box up what just came up out the fryer and we’re good.
It was just one of those days. People wonder why I get stoned before work.
I.
Am.
Robot.
Tell.
Me.
What.
Is.
Next.
I’m versatile.
Put me in any situation and I come victorious.
Even on the bad days.
So when I go the hardcore bitch mode of my assistant manager on Wednesday after my eleventh hour there. I got irate.
I know she does a job for two.
Her boss/my boss sucks ass.
But fuck....I’m part time.
If you want to bitch and yell about the shit that the full timers didn’t do…bitch to them.
DON’T MAKE ME DO THEIR FUCKING SHIT THE LAST HOUR I’M THERE!
I’ve been working for this slave camp for three and a half years.
I lost my insurance last year due to me being stupid and the store manager catching on. Which is actually a big blessing. I haven’t missed a day in a year.
But I’ve been there for every shift.
Sleep, no sleep?
Fuck it.
Show up for work.
The computer takes over on schedule and now I don’t qualify for our good insurance.
I have to take the government stuff?
OK.
I’m a democrat.
Lifelong.
BUT FUCK YOU OBAMA!
Don’t tell me what to do.
I’ll go another year without health insurance.
I want my good Blue Cross Blue Shield Back.
Make my job give me the hours back for insurance.
People close to me say I need to see a therapist.
After A.A. and an almost check in at rehab.
Maybe I do need anti-depressants.
This is a rant with no one I know reading this.
Its liberating.
I welcome ProseBox into my life.
