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Oh Hai!
Finally made it to Firestone today. Tire was still in good shape so they patched it up for $30.78. Helluva lot cheaper than I expected so ya, I’m happy. I’ve got a job interview at noon today. ...
Well Crapola
8:23 AM. Got up to fix a flat tire and buy a new one but alas, no spare nor jack. WTF? I guess next time I get a new car that should, sadly, be something to check. I’m not tired. I could ca...
Everyone's Doing It Part 2
What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie? Oh geez, uh…last film I teared up over was the Pixar flick Inside Out. Forgetting the imaginary friend. If you could have plastic surgery, what wo...
Smoker's Pot
Sixth smoke out. Judge not.
Day 5 (Wet Cookout)
Still having the craving after I eat. That after food smoke, gah. Fulfilled my dream. Laid around watching TV while dicking around on YouTube. Eventuall got tired enough to sleep from eleven...
Day 4 (Hurty Owie)
So I drank a bit after work last night and smoked a mini cigar. But no cigarettes. I did, however, roll a spliff and took a few tokes everytime I craved a cig. Cottonmouth took care of that. I...
Day 3 (Huh, That's Strange)
No super nic-fit today, which I find odd… Last time I tried the whole I’m quitting thing by day two I was super jonsein’ for a smoke and ready to naw my own face off. Yes, last night…morning?…a...
Day 2 (Gift Of Gab Gibberish)
Surprisingly I wasn’t taken by the nicotine fiend today. Am craving one now but just ate. Gonna skip the shower and go to bed. A bit sore. Tonight was better. Had two machines to run, kept ...
Day One (No Mummy, I Don't Want To)
Work was…there was a snafu from yesterday that was on me. I was actually able to shrug it off as a mistake is a miatake. Pay better attention. I’ve decided to put myself through the first bit...
4:02 AM UPDATE
I’ve caught about two hours of sleep in the last twenty-four hours. Showered. Full belly. Nice, soft, comfy bed and blanket. Finally starting Jedi Academy Trilogy. I’ll be asleep soon. Eve...
Shoot Me...
7:01 AM and I can’t sleep, even after reading for a few hours. Oh I’m tired…but the rest…the rest simply won’t come.
Woo Hoo!
Somehow got another continuation till next month. I’ll take it!
3:09 AM
Court at 1 PM. Hopefully this is the last time unless my lawyer tells me to appeal. Wish me luck…
For The Stoners
Happy 4/20!
4:34 AM
Had a shitty night. One of the coworkers is a douche. I’m going to leave it at that. Tired. Hate working long nights. I need a 40 mg pill of Phuk-et-ol right about now. Guess I’ll try reading b...
2:35 PM
Ugh. I start night shift tomight. 3:30 PM to 2:30 AM. At least Friday’s are 2 PM to 10:30 PM. That can’t get here soon enough. The OT will be nice. Just long hours. 45 minute lunches so I ...
Kankles
I was spolied at the last job. Sitting on my ass all night reading. Have gone back to ten hour shifts on my feet and boy howdy, my right ankle is swollen. Really need to take a shower but I’m ...
New Job Jitters
Last night I got super bummed. It’s hard to explain but I really didn’t want to return to work. Today, however, my fears were laid to rest. Had some fun. Joe, the guy who was showing me the ro...
Zombie Jesus Day!
Happy Easter!
FINALLY!
After several interviews and two months of waiting I’VE FINALLY got a job. Start Monday at 8am.
Wonky Schedule
Ugh, my sleep schedule fuuucked. 8:24 AM. Been up all night. Most of it was spent reading Guns of the South by Harry Turtledove. White supremacist group goes back in time and gives the C.S.A. ...
Continue...
May 10th, 1pm, Courtroom A. Damnit. Get this over with already.
Jitters
Court tomorrow. Lawyer said may be a deal cut. If I can avoid jail time I’ll be eternally grateful.
Sources Say I'm A POS
Good People Don't Smoke Marijuana
Jeff Sessions R Alabama “Been screaming eff Jeff since the late 90’s!” - Jesse J. Angry IN Alabama 1:50 AM Can’t sleep tonight. Ugh. I was tired but now…nope. Watching Legend of 420 on Netf...
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.
