One More

lets go for one more entry todey. work was crap, i messed up this one drug that took me like 2 hours to make, so i made it again.... we had a spill in the refrigerator (at work not at home) so whenever i opened it i was "blessed" with what smelled like a mixture of sweat, one very nasty mens bathroom, and a lot of other things that would not be appropriate for our female readers. of course this means my co-workers give me the job of cleaning out the fridge, always give the new guy the stinky jobs...so its safe to say work did not go well. literary discussion group, as always, was still boring. no matter how many different ways you try a room full of dead poisoned people is still depressing. who cares if the other guy gets to become king and peace is restored THEY"RE ALL STILL DEAD!!! very depressing. blah. but hey at least i got another fan desperately trying to work me into their family plan so that i may call for free (love ya Mrs. B ) although the odds are against me, i think i could sneak it past my dad....yeah...i'm getting to good at this sneaking around stuff haha hahaha...HAHAHAHA!!!! i love my job
you know, 30 second phone calls are hard...
really hard...

to-tal slaughter, to-tal slaughter, i won't leave a single man alive. la lee la lee lai, geno-ciiide, la lee la lee lud, an ocean of blood, let's begin the killing time...
Vash the Stampede, a.k.a. The Humanoid Typhoon