I box watched all day long, hardly any breaks–nothing. I’m here thinking to myself: all of my friends are on vacation, getting fat and stupid, and I am here, literally in my basement–watching the box. To boot, it’s not even interesting.
Watching IMMR makes me want to take a blade and cut myself, just to make sure I’m still alive.
Do you know what I am going to do now?
I am going to the backyard to big dig a big (I am so mad, I can’t even write right), giant, stupid hole–and plant a tree in it. The mexicans are not the only one’s who can take shovel to dirt. Might I add, I used to tend to the garden, until I realized only slaves do that. I am a slave to no one, especially you little trollops.
I made a little bit of money today; but that doesn’t interest me–at all. I am pissed off. Today was one of those days that etched curse words into my black soul. It made me feel like I am wasting time, hamster wheeling in the basement like a troll.
Let me just say this and I mean it: if my stocks don’t go buckwild to the upside tomorrow, I am planning a vacation straight away. I haven’t gone on vacation for two years. Now I have this stupid dog to look after and the local kennel charges human being hotel rates. I hate them on principle.
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