So, since it was July 4th, I decided that this thing was not worth my time. Now that I am back in the grind, let me tell you about the stupid a$$ $#!^ that has been going on. First of all, the party that I went to for the 4th was slammin'. The club was lit in this psychadelic mixture of shapes and throbbing beams that pumped energy into all the hard bodies. Woowee...I barely remember anything else, but good god...it must have been good...
The next day, I awoke to this headache you only get when you've popped some and tricked some broad that probably left already since the sun was in my westward window. I called up a buddy of mine and soon, we were cruisin' about town and I told him my stinkin' problems at work and how I had to write this...he lauged...the fool thought this was a riot. What a friend he is.
Today, I need to get a friend a gift. If I didn't like the fool so much, I wouldn't bother, but he tends to do me favors from time to time and get me hooked up with the finest a$$ chicks...never mind that...so, I gotta go shoppin'...I hate shoppin'...(Have you been to any mall during a holiday?...It is, like, a kill zone in there...no room to move and you could be run down a rampant shopper going for the last set of those famous heels...dive...dive...dive...)
I'm gone, man...Late!

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Another day, another dollar...isn't that what they all say? Well, I gotta say that another day on this journal is a waste of too many of my frickin' dollars. Time is money and my time is wasted with this....oh , never mind. If they want me to divulge what I think...
This morning was typical, boring as hell. I heard the stinkin' alarm and thought to myself that I would one day like to smash it to bits, but remembered that I would have to go out and buy another clock and that would waste more time and more money. Damn clocks. Why did they invent Time anyway? Can't we all go in to work when we want to? Can't we all just spend eternity just foolin' around? I mean, c'mon...what is life for if not for kicks.
So, I woke up and got out of my bed and got into the shower where I almost fell asleep with all that warm water (the damn cold water is week every morning...all those other damn pilferers are using it to wake themselves earlier than I do...what a bunch of weasels).
When I got to the office, I discovered that the damn secretary had actually scheduled meetings for me before I would actually arrive. She knows that I never come in before ten in the morning. I mean, c'mon...who in their right mind would work that early anyway? I go into my boss, who immediately screams my name in earnest and tells me to get straight to work...probably because he knows I do such great things for the frickin' company.
Two hours later, I pull up to my bud's work at the local firestation and we head on out to the local hangout to destress by tossing back a few smooth drinks.
Got back to the office and my boss raves at me again. Man, he loves me. I try to get back to work, but the network is down so I can't get to the friggin' files I had stored in the system. So, I tell my boss I can't work without it and he grunts and tells me to just go home for the day.
Before I left, got a call from the ad agency promoting our newest product. Promised to meet the lucky bastard to talk and toss back a few the next day...about noon. He agreed and I left and went home, glad I had set up such an important meeting that day...accomplishing so much in the absense of the network.
I've said enough...how the hell is this supposed to help me again?...

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