Hour late for work today.
Got cited by the public transportation police for not having paid my fare.
LolnoIDgavethemafakeaddress.
Seriously,
I'd consider paying my fare and the ticket if the train wasn't literally upwards of 20 minutes late every single day. MUNI can eat me, idgaff.
Slow day. Not much goin on. Booze on the way home, much anxiety over no new jobs and roommate's constant nagging and using me as a scapegoat. Bitch I was gone for 2 ****ing weeks and when I came back pubes were ALL OVER THE GODDAMN BATHROOM FLOOR AND TOILET THAT SMELLED OF RANCID ****ING PISS. The stove was filthy, completely stained. And dishes were stacked a foot and a half high.
Yeah. I drink a lot. But OBVIOUSLY THE MESSINESS OF THIS PLACE ISNT MY ****ING FAULT BECAUSE EVEN WHEN IM TOO WASTED TO KNOW WHAT ****ING PLANET WERE ON I STILL MANAGE TO CLEAN UP AFTER MYSELF.
HOWS THAT ****ING STACK OF USELESS RECYCLABLES THAT'S BEEN BUILDING UP FOR A YEAR AND A HALF AND BLOCKS THE DOOR WORKING OUT. ANY NEW IDEAS FOR THAT ****ING MOTHER ****ING GARBAGE YOU PIECE OF ****.
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc
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