Monday, September 17, 2007


I don't think things can go on like this. I need to quit soon. I don't care. The money sucks. The hours suck. I'm compromising my will to live. I need a haircut and a good snack for once in my life. No more. No more. Oh, alas, no more.

1 comment:

2Tall said...

Not a chance, Bukowski.

You're our sleeper and you're to stay inside until we tell you to quit, or until they nail your ass for rocking out in the shitter.

Take your pick.