i like to read this book series about a chick named Stephanie and she's a bounty hunter. and i kind of like to think of myself like that, which is totally fucked up, but true. and i'm feeling like i should blog the truth tonight. so that's what you get. i wish i was a bounty hunter. no wait, mainly she has sex with two hot guys, so probably that's what i'm jealous of, and also she seems to have lots of good shoes, and i fucking love shoes. it's like we're kindred spirits. except she's fictional, i'm not crazy, i realize this, ok
today a customer flipped out at me at work. then i found out that a customer spit on one of my coworkers. if that was me, i would have fucking told him off and keyed his car. thats bullshit
he was mad because he had to pay the weekly rate, and was there for like 6days and 14 hours. lunatic. weekly rate starts at 5 days.
they want me to work tomorrow. they asked after my boss made fun of me in my toque, he said i looked like a jester. and then i made fun of him "this from the guy who needs a favor!" fuck i'm awesome. if only i believed that
it's true that i have been drinking. i don't care. i once kicked a guy in the back, everyone thought i was drunk. but really it was like a metaphor, not a simale, because he stabbed me in the back, and also my best friend. i kicked him, and i don't regret it.
some things i do regret. i like to tell myself that i don't regret anything, but that's a big fat lie.
i was watching leno, and tyra banks looked fat, i felt some satisfaction with that, i mean, she didn't look fat, but bigger than she normally does. body size is fucked up these days. that's not an excuse for me, but seriously man, it's crazy. size 0, who the fuck is a zero? that's not realistic
i've been listening to The Scientist by coldplay on repeat for hours. it's by far my favorite coldplay song. i lose myself in it. i love song like that. where it's almost like you're hypnotized, because all of a sudden it's over and you're like wtf?
April 26th, 2017 The Importance of Acting
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