| I am Jill's nipple--no wait, I got a job |
[21 Mar 2005|07:01pm] |
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Fireball Ministry, the Second Great Awakening |
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Ok, so I had my interview for the bakery at Food City. Apparently they liked me so well I got orientation on wednesday, and I'll find out if they got me on the schedule yet. Give me a week or two and I'll be totally hatin' it lol. At least I'll be gettin paid, which is good. I guess lol. I hate working, and being poor sucks ass. There's got to be a solution to this problem, I'll let y'all know if I ever find one hahaha. So.
Boys and girls, don't ever eat Tiger Power cereal. I'm convinced it's made out of crack, I cannae stop eating it and I CANNAE FUCKIN SLEEP EITHER AFTER EATING IT. It's put out by the guys that make Frosted Flakes, and whatever you do, don't eat that shit.
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
The men fight the men. Sometimes, the women fight one another. They fight the way they have for centuries. In their world, with little income or wealth, few possessions, and no education or opportunity, it's a festival they look forward to all year long.
Then, when they're exhausted, the men and women go to church.
And they get married.
Being tired isn't the same as being rich, but most times it's close enough.
--Fight Club, a Novel
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