YOURE A TOWEL.

do you know what i love to do? i love to do the same fucking thing everyday over and over. that is what gets my rocks off. like this job? this job is perfect for me because i am guaranteed to come in to work and do the same exact thing i did yesterday, again. and i am not saying it is monotonous. i am comfortable with monotony! no everyday i have to go back over what i have written/my screenshots and compare them to the actual platform's interface and nine times out of ten, it has changed. so i do that all day and never actually advance. it's beautiful. it's like a dance routine. my own one two step. and at the end of the day, i just blow my brains out all over my half cubicle. and go home and do it again tomorrow.


this morning was pleasant. i showed up and the old guy doug was pacing around outside and he ran up to me and asked if i had a pin code to get inside, which i don't because i didn't plan on working here long enough to need one. he goes on to tell me and ryan why he cant get inside. i say okay. so, should we wait? he says he's going to get coffee, so i drive across town and get a starbucks, go home for a few minutes and then come back. come to find out, mason was inside the whole time. he just didnt turn any lights on. 
it's like i am stuck in a fucking twilight zone episode.


i totally went for a run last night and my black lung fell out. no, that would have been easier to cope with. instead, my chest felt like someone poured some battery acid inside and took a steel bat to it. and then shot me in both legs. it was pretty horrible.


oh well. what can you do, right.