Dec. 31st, 2002

blustocking: (noir)
As the story goes...

How many bangs (on the desk) does it take to get to the center of my head?
A-one!
A-two!
A-thrrrrreeeee!
*CRACKsplooooooogeOOZE*

Yes, that IS what it would sound like. I researched.

Where are you going with my watermelon?
I'm not crazy.

I'm going to be a self-destructive dumbass and go home at 8am, sleep for 3 hours and do another 7.5 hours of community service. But then I will be done. DONE! The delinquent will be free! Free to fuck up OTHER THINGS! Mmmmm...so many..other..things... THEN I will work both jobs on Thursday. And then I will die. And all will be right with the world. *zen-like bow*

I have little to nothing to look forward to.

May this day move swiftly into the Year of Repair.

May you be pleasantly surprised

p.s. Speaking of...it would be nice if everyone posted a hearty farewell in [livejournal.com profile] fuck2002. She hath served me(us) well. *salutes, tears up*

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