Friday, December 08, 2006

bags, shave, life

I'm at a house the other day, cleaning the gutters, which, is just the BEST job in the world. Anyway, i have to take the leaves, put them in bags, put the bags at the end of the driveway... and i do it... cuz i'm just that good. so then there's this guy down the road. he's got the same job as me. what's HE do? throws the leaves on the ground then rakes 'em across the road to someone elses lawn. ... is that easier?...can i do that? where do i get a rake. GIMME A RAKE!! ...bags... bustin' my a** with bags

i have this idea. homeless people. when they start, they should shave their head. that way, we know how long they've been homeless...

when i'm drinking something, like i mean, REALLY into it, don't talk to me. if you do it, you are stupid. cuz i'm not listening. i've spent all my time making my coffee, or staring into the fridge deciding, and you want me to suddenly give YOU my attention? no. don't talk to me when i have a cup at my face.

*note to Tom Cochrane*
I don't care what you think life is like, i still hate your song.

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