Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Just...shitty.
It's especially bad when you're sitting inside and the sky outside is blue with puffy, cartoony clouds that may as well have fucking cute smiley faces like the ones in Super Mario Brothers and all you want to do is sit on a patio or balcony with a beer and a spliff and maybe play the new Super Mario Brothers but you can't because you're at work and drinking is frowned upon and you can just forget about the spliff because you had a cold last week which has turned into a phlegmy cough which only comes out a night to keep you and your girlfriend awake, so you end up sleeping for three hours on a couch that's way to short and so you're totally tired and also you're up to your ass in bills and so a Nintendo DDS is totally out of the question and so you think "why the fuck am I working this shitty, boring job with no prospects for advancement and even if there were, I'd probably tell them to stick their prospects for advancement up their ass because the job is so shitty and boring" and then it hits you that you’re turning 30 this year and have pretty much nothing to show for the first 1/3 of your life and the remainder isn't looking so shit hot either, but hey an empty dull life beats no life at all, but then chances are the monitor you spend your days staring at is sending radiation that is causing tiny cancer cells to grow in your brain or your balls which means at some point in the near future you're probably going to be laying in a hospital ward praying to a god you don't even believe in to make it through this ordeal so you can live until you lose total control of your bowels and forget the names of the people who you love if you're somehow lucky enough to have anybody, but then it hits you that you’ve just wasted 10 minutes writing a really depressing run-on sentence, which brings you that much closer to the end of the day so you might be able to catch some sun after all, plus the week is almost officially half over and the Oilers are in the motherfucking Stanley Cup Final and suddenly things could be a lot worse. Yeah.
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