My day started off very poorly. I got stuck on the snow mountain I like to call my driveway. I was stuck for about 40 minutes. After MacGyver-ing my way out using a small piece of carpet and some wood from an old shelving unit, I was on my way to work. I was ready to kill something….anything.

I got to work late, but considering the amount of snow that fell on us the day before, my boss was ok with my tardy arrival. I was still a tad heated about the snow thing, but my mood was improved when a co-worker offered me a chocolate muffin with chocolate chips. Holy hell, this thing was good. Being of the entrepreneur/criminal mindset [same thing, think about it] I began thinking of ways to improve the treat. I’m thinking chocolate frosting, chocolate cream filling…. Put that fucker on a stick and I’m in fat-guy heaven.

Dear people who wear cowboy hats….. Stop.

There’s this chick in Marketing at my work that never works. EVERY time I walk by her area, she’s browsing or chatting via IM. When I walk by her, I jokingly say, ‘get to work’. Today, when I said this, she lashed out at me and exclaimed, “You always say that. It’s annoying.” I replied with, “Oh… go ahead and be dramatic.” She then said, “Get a life,” as I walked away. I said, “Wow….you’re clever.”

It’s amazing to think that such a useless waste of talentless flesh [who sucked her way to her position] hasn’t been nudged into a pool of boiling cheetah semen by now.

On that note, I’ll get going. I’m starving and the potpies are calling.

Well, it’s 8:00am and I just got to work. I don’t really feel like talking to anyone right now, so the headphones are already on. NIB [black sabbath] is playing.

Cash is tight, so I’m considering not going to Trippers for pool tonight. The pool is free, and my dad usually buys me drinks, so I’m sure I could get by… Thing is, I don’t really like taking money from my dad. He says that he has plenty and doesn’t think twice about buying me stuff or helping me out when ends aren’t meeting, but I still don’t like it. I feel useless when I have to rely on him financially. I grew up with not very much money at all, so I guess I could say that, based on karma, it’s my turn to have some…

I watched half of the State of the Union address last night. I couldn’t make it all the way through. There’s only so much of an evil retard regurgitating lies while a room full of assholes pretend to respect him that I can take. Please, for your own sake, read Michael Moore’s books. Read the sources that he uses as well. Go to www.infowars.com. Take a look at what’s really going on in this country…then get the fuck out. [I'm sorry; were you expecting me to try to change it? No thanks. Europe or bust]

I’m convinced that Lysterine is actually whiskey.

Last night was filled with drinks, bar food, and pool. Not really much to say about it other than ordering nachos with extra beans and cheese is a bad idea. I was almost late for work this morning because my body felt the need to purge the culinary abortion that it had experienced the night before. I should have bought the fancy toilet paper.

I’ve been listening to the new Ludacris album lately. It’s quite good. There are some fresh, innovative tracks that really show his skill. There are also some basic, fundamental tracks that hold the album together nicely.

Last weekend, I visited Jenny in Mt. Pleasant. It was fun. She had a bottle of Absynth. That stuff is CRAZY! Two shots had my head swimming in that special, kind-bud sort of way. I need to get a bottle.

In Mt. Pleasant, there is a Taco Bell with a Homies vending machine. Homies are tiny little….well, homies; small, plastic, urban-looking people. Most of them are Latino. They are tacky, but fun. I bought six while there and brought them back to my work where they stand around in a little plastic posse on my desk. Very cute… Check them out at www.homies.tv

I’m kind of babbling here. The thing is, I’m not really in the mood to write at this point. It’s causing this entry to be very stale and boring. I am submitting it, though, because I haven’t written an entry in a while. If I’m going to have a blog on my webpage, I should update it, right? Right…

Remember my last post? Add snow…..lots of it. [kill me]

I’ve done a personal survey. It was unintentional. The results are as follows: Worst drivers = Those with patriotic stickers on their cars

Seriously… It’s frightening how idiotic these people are! They drive too slow or too fast. They pay NO attention to those around them. It’s always a minivan, truck, or SUV with some dumb ho or hillbilly on his fucking phone. Oh, don’t let me forget; they are NEVER hauling anything that would merit having a gas-eating truck/SUV. I wish they would all crash at the same time into MTV headquarters.

In the past, American presidents were corrupt. This was nothing new. The difference with Bush part 2 is that he’s very obvious about it. He hasn’t exactly covered his tracks. Nor did his father. Another observation about him is that he’s an idiot. I don’t mean this in a “He’s made some bad political decisions” kind of way; I mean, he’s not very bright at all. Most of the college students that I know are wiser than this man. You would think that such a characteristic would open the populations eyes to his folly. Sadly, this isn’t the case at all. As it turns out, the majority of the people in this country are ignorant. They’ve taken giant gulps of the shit that the media has been feeding them and, quite frankly, they like it. They WANT the simple story/solution/lie instead of the complicated truth. “Some planes crashed into our buildings? Couldn’t have been our fault. What about that Saddam guy? Let’s bomb him again.” It’s frightening, really.

This is just a test for my blog, so I’ll stop with the ranting….