the viking is watching m.a.s.h. right now and whenever i hear the theme song of it i feel soooooo fucking nostalgic, almost like i’ve lived a million lives. it’s so weird. i’m not even a fan. i watch it sometimes with him, random episodes. so very fucking weird, but i swear to you, it’s instant - boom nostalgia, whenever the damn show theme song starts.
maybe unemployment is not so bad! fuck… i do not miss any of that shite! 25%-brain bitches need to leave my 110%-brain bitch alone! add the xmas music - i may have slit my wrists! you did GOOD! REALLY FUCKING GOOD!
Aargh! You win. Your coworkers are worse than the paranoid snobs I have to deal with at work. If you ever get physically aggressive, no one could blame you.
i’ll probably get physically aggressive and then unemployment will come. because fuck those bitches man.
you’ll know everything you need to know about a person the very first time you see their sneeze face
aaaaaaaand some more whining
goodamn today was shit. please allow me to have first world problems for a second (or for 200 to be more precise):
- i have to walk something similar to a bridge when going to work. this thing is made of metal. and when it is cold, or snows, or is foggy, this thing is like a fucking skating ring. i walked on that frozen metal thing twice today.
- the bitches at work didn’t stop asking me about my opinion on fancy clubs and shoes until i started yelling at them repeatedly “i don’t fucking caaaaaaare!!!”
- the other bitch at work asked me why am i not friendly. i explained to her that i am, actually, very friendly with people who have more than a quarter of a brain.
- we had to listen to fucking christmas carols all day today at work. yes, ALL day.