oooh that star trek movie's looking good baby. Classic shit.
I mean really this is THE return of the classic trek characters! I won't bother with the internet junk since I'm just not strong enough to deal with people's insanity when it comes to sci-fi movies. Wooooo but uhura, oh yes. Come on baby... give me some of my lovely uhura, Abrams.
I'm going to sit with my popcorn and hopefully by then a girl beside me and for the first time have a date with someone. I need money first though.
sigh. I foolishly believed women liked us guys for who we were. WROONG. They like that paperr. Money's everything after all. We're all slaves to it.
Alrighty, tomorrow will be a grand day. The last day with that jerk at the post office, then I switch to night shift. If I didn't play my hand here when I got the chance, I'd have been stuck working with this guy until I got into the airforce. Oh baby, I got to talk about that. Airforce means everything to me. I grew up idolizing it since my father was in it. I wanted to get in it years ago but I fouled up. I don't have anything else to look forward to now but that. either I get in or I work some dead end job with no possibilities... no awesomeness. What kind of life is a life lived to serve some company when you can learn to kill folks and stuff in the military?
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