you still havent choked me.

so i guess the last stryker brigade is pulling out of iraq or officially did whatever. personally for me iraq makes me think good things. im a bit sad to see it go but eh. 'even if i stayed things just wouldnt be the saaaaame' 

this just isn't love, it's just the remorse of a loss of a feeling.
even if i stayed it just wouldn't be the same.
double this drink up into the, tallest glass you got.
you know i aint used to sleeping all, alone.
gonna make it to the moon tonight on a one way kamikaze flight.
if i could get so high i'll leave behind my problems
take em out with the empty bottles.

i love against me because toms voice is heaven sent. 

hey let me tell you a little story about how this job and work place are pissing me off. the job itself is easy except for the next two weeks which I hear will be hell. And therin lies the problem apparently the lady kim? or maybe it was jami i dont know either way they got pissed about something me and mason were talking about or i guess joking about. i was clowning on my salary and how everybody else makes like forty grand more than me. and he was just complaining about his job. apparently the hammer fell on him for that and he gave me the heads up about it this morning. as he was talking i was reminded of the office episode where michael tells everyone that they can no longer be friends and he will not be sending out funny email forwards anymore. they always left me satisfied!

i gave my resume to mason and hes going to send it up to his wife who works at the company i originally wanted to work for. i have to keep perpetuating this good vibe until i get what i want i guess. im still working on that two weeks notice. i think a few of the things that are fucking gay about this job are:

1. everybody has an individual office except me and mason and earl who work in this like, center office area. we're in the back so that's nice but uh an office? that's like elite status. i don't care that most of my work day is spent blogging, rearranging my pens, counting the keys on my keyboard, blahsyblahsyblah.

2. i hate when people talk about what the army does when they either have never been in the army or have not been in the army for ten years. 

3. theres this creepy mexican that works here he is short and he is slimy looking. everytime i look up he is staring at me and when i walk past him he doesnt even bother hiding his looking at my ass. it feels like rape.

 there was more but its taken me all morning to finish writing this.

ugh. my brain is on lock right now. ill write more later or something.