February 2012
They called me Spider-Man Jackson
Spider-Man Jackson: We don't need any Taylor Swift moments. She's america's sweetheart! Also, she can get the dick.
Tree-City: Yeah she can! i've been saying that since that b*tch was on Idol!
Spider-Man Jackson: This chick was on Idol? no sh*t. I'm kidding though. I save my creeper f*ck for that young ass Demi Lavato. i would do everything to her. Especially after she got Hollywood fat. i mean, i would totally suckle that chick's anus and thank her for the goddam privilege!
Tree-City *LMFAO* That's pretty inappropriate. and MAD creepy, but, you know, have at it,
Spider-Man Jackson: There's a reason they call me Spider-Man Jackson!
Exhaustion
this lack of sleep thing is kicking my ass. normally, i adapt pretty solidly to things like this but not now. I don’t know if it’s the lack of enthusiasm for my current state of affairs or the fact that i can’t just sleep until 5 pm everyday, but i’m never refreshed. i blame work. it’s been a week and i have gotten, maybe, 30 hours if solid rest. that’s...
home
at last! there is no feeling more gratifying than taking off your pants and hitting up that 2K in the air conditioned privacy of your own house. Especially after a long day of bullsh*t work shenanigans. I hate my job and i haven’t even technically started!
Damn, those are some fantastic tits!
The english dub of Rosario+Vampire is f*cking ridiculous. that dialogue is flat out obscene.
I
forgot about Roman Polanski. The Oscars are full of sh*t, as well.
Another
long day at work seems to be ahead of me. i’m on no sleep and have to get up in two hours. Corny sh*t is corny, man. I miss unemployment.
