| I got my Voodoo Muffin |
[29 Nov 2004|04:53pm] |
Gonna eat it like a bird eats worms, hahaha. Some Cornbugs lyrics for ya. yeah, sorta goes along with my Bill Moseley obsession.
I got shafted from my job not two fuckin days after getting a brand new car--wasn't that just soooo thoughtful of them! It seems after all the trouble they've had with the inspectors and their other office that suddenly *gasp* they're not pleased with my work. After not ever having a problem with me before. hmmm. So then it was a scramble to get a job so I won't lose my car and ruin my credit. Hooray for me! Now I work at a shitty gas station doing shit work for slave wages. Joy! I come home with my feet, ankles, knees, legs, hips and back shooting with pain and so beaten down I care not what else happens to me. I'm so proud! I don't know what day I'll have off one week to the next, and just when I was beginning to make friends, be included in my beloved Joey's doings and all around develop a life it's yanked right from under me. Fetching beer and cigarattes for rednecks and welfare rejects now takes up most of my waking moments. Lucky me. So how's everyone else's life? Better than mine, I suspect.
So remember kids, any time you think things just can't get any worse for you, come read my journal and have yourself a chuckle. lol.
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