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|munkysaurus (profile) wrote, |
on 8-10-2003 at 8:39pm
|Music: The Juliana Theory - To The Tune of 5,000 Screaming Children
Subject: The girl who grew up to be a tv, and was scared of the world...
|Dear Mr. J,
In mocking girl's voice:
"You should talk to me or I'm going to get mad."
So, work sucks. There I said it.
Everyone who works there is either twenty one or way older. And, since I hate working there, the access, undirected hostility goes to my co-workers.
I typed a whole, very pretentious profile of all those bastards. Due to post preduction costs, the segment will be cut.
I should probably call all those people I knew in Cedar and apologize for just disappearing. I get the distinct feeling that none of them really give a fuck. So, I'm not going to waste the money...This includes my mom.
I don't know, I guess I dwell in the past to much.
Well, that's all I can think of for the moment journal.
You take it easy. You crazy bastard.
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hey you fuck.
Re:, 08-12-03 12:33am
*In mock italian voice* Ah, it's all about the respect, boy. You gotta respect the work.
Re: Re:, 08-12-03 7:48pm