of boredom. im getting increasingly frustrated with the lack of fun in my life. the every day office routine is not fun. i dont know why i thought being a young professional would make me happier than working in a music store. the only good thing about it is...i have money. thats it. not alot. just enough to be a borderline alcoholic. i dont consider it alcoholism. i consider it being 22. thats how i make myself feel better about it.
i hate my body today for many reasons.
1. my hair looks so geih today. stupid kiwi melon shampoo fucked me over.
2. i still have that nasty monster bruise on my leg.
3. i still have the cold of the century. im beging to believe its diseases
4. my bodys mad for eating mcdonals last night
5. i pulled a muscle in my ankle this morning riding to work. so now i walk like a weird ass.
blahhh im feeling very fussy today. i dont know what im going to do this weekend. i really should stop partying and get my shit together. do something constructive. like paint a room or something. make my place cooler. but i dont really see the point in it since i only have like the same people come over. so whats the point. maybe ill just buy a lamp or something. overhead lighting sucks. lamps are the best. this post is all over the place. i got a lot on my mind when i enter this mundane environment. phone calls, emails, faxes, cash reports, shift work, blah blah blah. hate it.
last night at mcdonalds was the weirdest situation ever. i was so lazy and so hungry and just wanted food right away. so i was like mcdonalds...right next door. they got food there right. for like a dollar? what am i not gonna do that? so yeah i waltzed down to the donalds to get a dollar cheesebooger and some french cries. so i get my shit. and i do the stereotypical im gonna eat one fry and then roll the bag up and leave. so im eating the one fry and i notice...wtf... theres like half of the amount of fries what the frakk. so the girls like is everything ok and i was like uhhh...can i have some fries and showed her the half full/half empty container and shes like oh lemme get you some sorry. and i was like fucking right. i look to my left and this old lady points to me and yells "he was eatin them, i saw him". UGHH are you serious. your gonna do this. ok whatever lets clear this up. so i was like i ate like one fry. and she was like this is bullshit i have to pay for my fries. and i was like honestly lady...do you think i planned this. i go around to all the mcdonalds in town and eat half the fries and then say there was none in there. like seriously are you that delusional. and she was like no you got them by being a complainer. and i get my warm fresh fries and i toss em in my bag and im like your like 98 you havent figured that out yet, and left and ate my fries. they were great. and to be honest...i ate like 3 fries :(
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