| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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best god damn hunk of self pity money can't buy. im watching the 5 square block area where I work turn into a police state and a movie set at the same time. fucking crackpot Academy awards. wanker party with wanker trophies brought to you by wankers, for the wankers. more rent-a-pigs than you can shake a stick at. sidewalks corral you around. its almost like they WANT wackjobs to bomb the place. working late but not as late as my wife. monatenous database entry. seemingly futile. over 400 retailers in the list and most will not order. label stick stick stick stick. fold fold fold. being told UPS shipping bills are this, sample garment bills are that...step-parents wanting to get their investment back. oh yeah...PAY THE FUCKING RENT! suck my cock citibank! ram it up your rectum PacBell. Secretly glad the loan was put off while we clear of the mistaken identity on our credit report. Total mix up. the company doesnt need any more loans, just brutal ass work to get stores to order. the Japan market is interested, which is good because we have oversstock of size small that needs to move. laugh, but its true. im loosing my shit and not getting properly blown in the meantime. this is hardass business...you HEAR ME???? some fucker better buy something Saturday night im going to end it all. |
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my wife correctly pointed out to me today that things have steadily gotten better for us as we have gotten older. she reminded me that when we first got together, we both were living in a crummy 2 bedroom apartment (now we live in a less crummy two bedroom apartment in a much better neighborhood in a city 5 times bigger) making less than $6/hour doing something that we enjoyed but didn't allow us to do many of the things we enjoyed outside of work. we had crummy cars that made us nervous on trips longer than a half hour, were subject to more nagging from our parents and on and on and on. now, close to ten years later....she 30, me 27, we are doing what we enjoy doing, though working hard at it. We own a struggling but very real company with much potential. We are expressing ourselves and being seen with our crafts and generally speaking enjoying life a bit more. Yeah we got a shit load more debt, but what is debt....really? Does it matter if you $1000 to a credit card or $10,000. In the end it doesnt matter. being 17 and a virgin is no big fucking deal so fahgetbout that that. i was 18 when i lost mine...there is no rush for sex. its over rated anyway. Also, most of your peers probably lie about sex anyway, so pay no mind. |
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credit card bill, and I'll take the $1000 bill, and we'llsee who has the immedite change in lifestyle. |
why don't come west homeboy? |
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