fuckin’ work.
Today I am waging battle with my pride. It’s putting up a hell of a fight.
I’d give you details, but I’m not the kind of idiot who gives specifics about his job in a blog. Just mentally put “dear diary” at the front of this and some frowny face dots over some I’s and that’d probably make the context more appropriate.
September 21st, 2006 17:22
Don’t let the bastards grind you down.
September 22nd, 2006 07:01
Let them suck the soul right out of your pours, instead.
September 22nd, 2006 08:58
If it rains, it pores?
September 22nd, 2006 12:12
Obviously.