I don't particularly feeling like blogging.
I just got off work and should be either doing homework, reading, sleeping, or fixing compy. I think I'll read and then sleep. In that order.
People were real dicks last night/this morning and it just made me feel really crummy. They all think I'm some kind of sociopath or have a million kids or have no ambition in life. Yeah? Fuck you too old man in the silly hat, ugly man 1, 2, 3 thru 15, fat man 1 and 2, women-who-work-at-the-elderly-home-and-smell-like-piss, Camel Light guy, 3 packs of Newport guy, DelVal security guy (you are not a real police man), and everyone who can't muster up the manners to say goodmorning to someone that has said it to you first. Fuck you. I hope you lose your jobs, your spouses leave you for someone younger and better behaved, your house burns down, your children disown you, the brake-line on your car is cut, your scalding coffee spills onto your genitals, you find a fingernail in your haogie, and your dog chews up every single pair of shoes you own (before your house has burned down). Then you'll have a reason to act like a miserable fuck towards me.
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