Wednesday, March 24, 2010

oh what a day

Good day today, I prettymuch didn't really feel the need to jerk off to porn, maybe it's the water, maybe it's now that the weather's good I go out and see real tits and ass so the online stuff isn't as appealing? Whatever the case, I'm feeling more mentally centered than I have in a while.

damn good episode of lost last night, fucking great stuff, somewhat deep without going crazy with the philosophy. It's not like those shows that talk down to their audiences, trust me when I tell you that there are extremely intelligent men and women in this world and many of them don't even feel like they belong to the same species as the rest of us, they're so smart. My father claims to simply go with the "i know nothing" mindset since tackling the very twisted labyrinth of philosophy is incredibly trying. No what I'm sayin... Which came first chicken or the egg, and that's just the beginning. Shit goes even deeper, about whether we should even keep living or not, maybe life is pointless... drives you insane thinking about it all.

What else. Applied for target. there's one that's not far from my house. If I could just get one of the easy ass jobs in the store like picking up crap that kids drop or something, I'd die to get that. Not food service again. Working in that department doesn't look bad at first, but they have you do EVERYTHING for 7.25 an hour, freakin minimum wage, and you have to make 100 pizzas, clean all the dishes, sell the food to customers, restock all the shelves. And that's just 1 day of work. Imagine doing that every day. That's why I enjoyed working at the airport, no dishes, got payed more, all I had to do was toss bags on a belt, the only problem being that my co-worker was an secret agent sent to spy on me, and of course the whole having to wait for a bobtail to come shit. Airports are very large places and so they have to actually use like one of those luggage vehicles to drive employees to buildings far out and away from the actual ramps. Good experience for me because it totally shows the little green man behind the curtain at these places, bunch of goofy people working such a serious job as ramp agents. No wonder bin laden got away with that shit. We're not all that, us americans. But as long as all the paper work gets done, whatever...

gotta get that job at target though. Girls girls girls is all I saw, just ass and titties when I used to work there. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

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