The shitty thing about a brand-spanking new job is when it’s amazing and awsome and fun and you get good vibes from all your co-workers and you actually enjoyed going to work you no longer have anything funny to tell all of your closest friends on the Internet. I’m sorry Internet. I wish I could say that my new job made me want to vomit all over my desk and call the Suicide hotline, but it doesn’t. I was officially home at 5:15 without the ever-present urges to poke my eyes out with a dull, unsharpened pencil. Gee, I’ll miss the misery.
Actually, I WILL NOT FUCKING MISS THE MISERY! I’M FREE AT LAST! HOLY HELL!
OK, I’ve now taken a shot of whiskey and calmed myself a bit. As mentioned above, the new job is the absolute SHIT! Though I’ve never been more tired in my life thanks to Mr. Tom Petty, The Heartbreakers and the evil Verizon Amphetheatre Parking bonanza, I was up a bit later than usual. Some people may say it was irresponsible for me to go to a concert where just entering the venue implies an immediate contact high. To those people I’d like to say, kiss my dog’s hairy ass. Let’s just leave it at that.
If you’ve ever wanted to know what massive amounts of blond hair does at high velocities…
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1 year ago, on the Underground. My thoughts and prayers are with anyone and everyone affected by this day. I will never understand the killing of the innocent, whether it’s in the name of God or Satan. I make a lot of jokes and complain about many things on this site, but today I just couldn’t be funny.
My apologies.
/3 Comments/in Blond, Fun, Happiness, Photos, Work /by MeganThe shitty thing about a brand-spanking new job is when it’s amazing and awsome and fun and you get good vibes from all your co-workers and you actually enjoyed going to work you no longer have anything funny to tell all of your closest friends on the Internet. I’m sorry Internet. I wish I could say that my new job made me want to vomit all over my desk and call the Suicide hotline, but it doesn’t. I was officially home at 5:15 without the ever-present urges to poke my eyes out with a dull, unsharpened pencil. Gee, I’ll miss the misery.
Actually, I WILL NOT FUCKING MISS THE MISERY! I’M FREE AT LAST! HOLY HELL!
OK, I’ve now taken a shot of whiskey and calmed myself a bit. As mentioned above, the new job is the absolute SHIT! Though I’ve never been more tired in my life thanks to Mr. Tom Petty, The Heartbreakers and the evil Verizon Amphetheatre Parking bonanza, I was up a bit later than usual. Some people may say it was irresponsible for me to go to a concert where just entering the venue implies an immediate contact high. To those people I’d like to say, kiss my dog’s hairy ass. Let’s just leave it at that.
If you’ve ever wanted to know what massive amounts of blond hair does at high velocities…
Jeeps. Fun, but bring a hat.
LAST DAY OF WORK!
/3 Comments/in Work, World /by MeganLady #1: You know, I think we just need to go over there and just bomb the shit out of them.
Lady #2: Without warning?
Lady #1: Fuck that shit. No warning, just bomb it to pieces.
Lady #2: You know, I used to think we should protect the women and children, but they’re just as bad! They do all the dirty work for them.
Lady #1: I agree with you 100%. All the kids have guns there, anyway.
Lady #2: Totally. They all have guns.
London Calling
/0 Comments/in World /by Megan1 year ago, on the Underground. My thoughts and prayers are with anyone and everyone affected by this day. I will never understand the killing of the innocent, whether it’s in the name of God or Satan. I make a lot of jokes and complain about many things on this site, but today I just couldn’t be funny.