Thanks god almighty. I got the day off.
Had a poor ex-ecstasy dealer co-worker not called to pick up my shift, I would have had to fling queso TEN friggin days in a row.
TEN DAYS!
That's hard.
Today is going to be such a successful fun day.
I'm gonna:
-go to the bank
-do my laundry
-control the media
-read the first few pages of Slaughterhouse Five
-take advantage of Vulcan Video's 2for1 dvd deal
-implode
-work on my script
-paint my nose hair with a tiny midget artist's brush
-go to the library and see if they give me books or arrest me
-finish my novel "Sebastian's Pudding Sandwich"
What are you gonna do?
-krilov out
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