06-26-00
I have this fear that soon this web page will either just rot away or after I find a job yours truly will only updates with text describing how much I hate the grind. I might as well just kill myself now because I'll be like every other cocksucker on the planet giving head to his boss for minimum wage. But I have to pay my dues. I did, after all, drop out of college. So it's either get a job and save up for college and get a degree in something reasonable or slack around and live off the government.
I couldn't live off the government if I wanted to simply because they claim I have too many "resources." This means that, in the government's eyes, I have ways of recieving money and am not disabled (enough) to not get a job. But what if I do go back to college? I get a degree and I'll live in a cubicle 8 hours out of day. Maybe I'll flip burgers my whole life while teenagers are in the back fucking the manager for a nickel raise in pay.
So I guess in a few years I'll see you in one of the IRC college chat rooms either truthfully telling people how many hours I'm taking and how far along I am or lying and saying I am a professor just to get some college coed scat pics.
In the next few weeks I'll be joining the workforce and you'll most likely be reading about it here or hearing about it on your local news station as I go maniacal after a few days of working. Well, at least I'll have money to buy the booze that will keep me from ever going back to college. Ah, the American dream at five dollars a bottle.