So, after those two excellent interviews, I got rejected. Shocking, I know. It was a good way to augment a day where I sold my portable DVD player for $30, filled out unemployment, and am going to have to hope a mere $50 can keep my mom at bay until either the government checks or the tax refund (assuming I find a way to pay for it) check come in.
Oh, and I haven't had a date in almost a year.
Where is this glorious future I keep hearing about that's been absent since last fucking year? Anybody?
Fell On Black Days Soundgarden
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Murder 4 hire, motherfuckers! -Aaron
It's coming. I have a good feeling about it.
It has to get better, Butch. It has to. And when it does, you will be stronger.
Post a Comment