nothing like getting an eviction notice shoved through your door while you're busy working on a project for school o_O
please let my check come in. please let it be big enough to catch everything up and pay everyone back.
please don't let me be homeless during finals.
i'm so tired of being fucked around by the school, and by the magazine. we seriously need this fucking money, i wish people would take some fucking responsibility and do their fucking jobs.
maybe i should just sell crack.
I've been seeing this talk of selling crack and I'm gravely disappointed in you! Go for the big bucks and sell heroin. If you're gonna push dope, don't piddle around with those pissass raverkid drugs, go for Big H!
Shoot for the stars and lift yourself up.
I have faith in you, little one. Push that smack!
Smack is now what coke was in the 70's. There's a burgeoning market for suburban white women who want to "go mainline." The Atlanta-metro area is thick with jaded soccer moms and other miserable women trapped in their subdivisions and banal, pointless 9 to 5 gigs who need the sweet nectar of Horse.
Well, I gotta take the dog out and go to work, now that I've found a contrived reason to use all the heroin slang I know. I've gotten a couple eviction notices at times and they're not fun:-/
Hope it pans out
When I worked at the Phoenix public library, the city made us watch a video on how to spot/smell a meth lab (it smells like dirty diapers!) Evidently people are making tiny labs anywhere they can (including...the library? Huh?)
I moved back to Michigan and had to clean a tiny trailer out. The previous owner was in jail for manufacturing/selling meth. I found tons and tons of children's cough syrup, Drain-o, funky smelling pots and pans, and a really bitchen stereo system that is now mine (METH-O-PHONIC!)
GO METH! It's easy to make anywhere, anytime, anyhow!
The only setback is the fumes make your hair and teeth fall out...
Who needs 'em anyway?
Meth: It's just that easy.
Seriously, I hope your check arrives posthaste.
jesus christ ian... you're so weird!
you've had like 2000x the life experience i've had and every bit of it has been truly odd.
i'm sure you're the only person i know that's inherited a stereo from a meth lab. o_O
...you know how the school is with money :\ it's been two weeks. i so hope that it actually comes this week.
A side note about that stereo: I took the speakers apart to see if they were like, stuffed with coke or something. No go. Oh well.
Well, the school has finally turned it's sights on my money now too.
After three or quarters of not having an employee number, now all of a sudden I won't be able to get paid without it. I can't seem to find anyone who KNOWS my ID number which is kinda irksome.
Granted, my problem isn't as dire as yours..but y'know...
Before you start selling crack,
come to the Bethlehem Home For
Remember that just the moment you say, "I give up!" someone else seeing the same situation is saying, "My what a great opportunity!"
Travel opens such fine possibilities...
Seriously, dont sell crack, sell my
anti-Bush CDs. Just $10 for 21 patriotic songs.