You like that title? I boged it from an episode of Deadwood.
It’s the weekend now, I guess. I’m stuck in a tiny room at work until approx. 5am so I don’t get the fun tonight. . . but hey, I make my own party.
Right now it is exactly 11:33:26 seconds.
Right now it is exactly 11:33:35
You see what I just did there? That’s basically my job.
“I reckon when boys become men nothing really happens . . .they just become bigger, sometimes fatter boys who have set their own bullshit down as law”
–Henry Rollins.
I’ve been on a huge Henry Rollins kick lately. The dude is a bad ass. He’ll kill and eat you and he won’t even be a dick about it.
I’m trying to decide what to do about my job. It pisses me off and it doesn’t, remotely, occupy me. Nor does it pay a lot. Or offer chances for advancement.
It has two good qualities:
It isn’t hard
It has benefits.
I’m pretty put out with it at the moment. I want to do something genius-y instead of this shit.
I’d like to make bionic arms. That would be a super sweet job. Is there a market for that? Do pirates have money? Who else needs arms?
Fuck this album is cool.
The current time is 11:50:04
No one, no one has a bigger sense of your life slipping away then someone doing this. Everwhere I look about there’s a clock. Every second I work I’m waiting on a timer. It’s not like just waiting for the 8 hours you have to be there to pass – it’s more like some sort of pure, concetrated version of staring at a wall.
I mean, I should be doing something else. I’m seriously wasting quite a bit of capacity here.
Sol is my name so if you are done telling me what a horrible girls name it is, good bye
Hey if by calm down you mean, make them run off and hide and leave the horses alone, then yes. You still haven’t told me where you are in Wyoming and if you have, I’ve completely missed it.
Oh, it looks like you’ve pissed Sol off.
Maybe you could become the world’s leading bionic arm manufacturer? That would truly rock. I’d dispose of one of my arms just to give you my business.
i think old people need bionic arms.
not to wear, but to hit their grandchildren with.
….it that could just be my family.
(when you share too much, eh?)
There’s a huge market for artificial arms.
Pirates, like some women, will always try to pay you with booty.
Good idea about calling the bar, but my blackout apparently lasted under 5 minutes. I remember getting my spot along the bar, then I remember everyone looking at me to see if I was okay. If I had started (or even participated in, really) the fight I’d have been thrown out along with whoever apparently hit me.
I’d put my money up for one of those bionic arms. I havent lost one but I wouldnt mind a third. Expecially if it came with some uber cool augmentations like say a machine gun, or a deadly sleeping gas.
Yeah, that would be cool. Sign me up!
U can continue with ur job because its easy n ur too laazy to do netin else, but ud never know ur true potential dat way..id suggest u wiegh ur options n pick d best one. nice site keep em comin
I don’t watch the day in second increments, but I do watch days pass..everything on the calendar until months have passed and all I can tell you is that the 7th was a busy day….frustrating.
My advice to everyone lately has been go back to school. I know that the idea probably chagrin’s you as, like me, you don’t have the best track record for higher education.
The company formerly known as Boise Cascade should be hiring still, if your looking for alternative employment. I’m not going to lie, It’s not challenging and there’s a reason I’m quitting in a few weeks, but it has benefits and pays more than what you’re making now (I assume anyway). Plus it’s a set schedule.
If you want to go back to school, I’m going the communications/journalism area (prepping myself for a life as a mediochre film critic). Might be easier if it’s both of us going, supporting eachother, and throwing nast comments at the Professor that replaced Steen.
1st lesson: One does not “chagrin” something. FFS.
Well played button-man.
Regardless, I think you missed the point.
henry rollins does kick many an ass
i have some sort of documentary type thing he’s in around here somewhere
What the fuck do you do? Tell people what time it is on the radio? Damn…that would suck.
Sorry I didn’t comment sooner. I didn’t realize there was a SECOND page of comments. I usually never get that many. I need to commit suicide over the internet more often.