WHO THE FUCK SPENDS OVER SIX HOURS A DAY ON THE MOTHERFUCKING TELEPHONE?!?!?!?!?!?!? HOW BLOODY HELL HOW?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Can I be dead now, please?

First of all, if you haven't read and commented on the previous post, do that.

Secondly, I don't think I can do this anymore. I detailed some potential options for my immediate future about a week ago, but after yesterday I'm pretty sure I can't continue to work this job. I don't enjoy it, it doesn't pay much, and good god some days it really makes me want to die -- and considering that the rest of my life is no cause for joy (last night I literally lay in the bed wide awake thinking about scalpels cutting into my neck with tears forming in the corners of my eyes)... I just don't think I can do it anymore. So I think I'll still apply for the job in the immediate vicinity -- I did survive the horrors of the bookstore for a while, so I think I could deal with the closer job, if I got it -- but I can't take much more of this, so I'll let it ride. And if I don't get that other job, I'm fucking out of here. Whether that means death or skipping town, I don't know at this point. Either would be better than my life right now.

Gotta go to bed now so I can wake up in 2.5 hours for work. Ja.

If you've got a really nasty and corky-tasting bottle of wine, mix it with equal parts fruit juice (I used cherry-flavored) and Mountain Dew for a delicious little drink -- fruity, fizzy, and with a slightly wooden aftertaste, almost as if you're eating the fruit right off the tree and simultaneously swallowing the effervescent vitality of Nature... and a lingering bit of the bough as well. Still good, though!

Oh yeah -- Happy 4th of July, everyone! Even you non-American blokes.

I'd actually been meaning to do this for a while, so I figured while I was still in a coding mood I'd go ahead and add something else to the sidebar -- a link to my online DVD Profiler collection -- which can now be found in the side box beneath the Scary-Crayon plug. Bonus points if you can guess the actress and film from which the image was taken! 😀

This town is literally fucking falling apart. It's pretty sad -- excluding the two (or was it three?) week summer program they paid me to work at my high school one summer, my first real job was at that mall. I still remember when it was nice and I used to spend Saturdays hanging out in the arcade there, before the arcade closed and the other stores (including the KB Toys where I used to work) closed and the mall went to shit. And now the walkway collapses! It's like it knew there was no reason for people to go there anyway.

And check out this cartoon (the June 28 one) -- that's the county in which I live, where the murder rate is higher than that of the nation's capital. The smaller text on the Sunshine Mortuary sign reads, "Inquire inside about our HOMICIDE victim discount."

So maybe I don't even need to worry about killing myself, since living here will probably see me dead sooner or later anyway -- either a building will fall on me or I'll get shot by some fool while walking back from Giant! But seriously, I need to get the fuck out of here.