In the north

Man, I'm starting to run on steam here. Work was alright because our Sup wasn't there, except for when they made me do unnecessary bitchwork that hella isn't my job. FUCKERS. That shit gets me angry. I'm about to hunt some fuckin ugly white fool and kill his dogs. YEAH! YOU HEARD ME.

Uhm...so I'm happy because I got money up in my bank account though. And I really wouldn't know what to spend it on because I'm kinda cheap and the only things I can think of are booze and movies. But then I don't even buy the movies, I rent them. So I'm thinkin bout the netflix. Oy. So tired.

So tomorrow I think I'll REALLY clean my car this time. I always say I will, but I never end up doing it, because it's so hot outside and I'm always tired. But this time I'm motivated, I'm starting to have no place to put my empty water bottles. AGH!

Me: I think I'm like Clint Eastwood because ONE! I'm BADASS, TWO! I squint a lot, THREE! I'm BADASSSSS....oh yeah FOUR! I don't even really like Clint Eastwood that much!
Christine: FIVE! You're OLD and UGLY.

Whatta little asshole.

God help me if I fall asleep right now.