Wow, What A Shitty Day

I feel terrible. Like somebody stuffed me into a barrel filled with rocks and rolled me down a mountain. No, wait... I don't feel quite that good.

My new part time job SU-U-U-U-U-U-U--U-U-U-U-CKS. Don't bother asking me what it is, because I won't tell you. But it's one of those places where you're never quite sure when you're going to go home. It MIGHT be 9:00pm. Or it might be fucking midnight. With this new job and the extracurricular shit I've got going on, (don't ask about that either) I'm gonna be dead in three months. God, I wish I was 19 again... and not just because I could easily get laid in those days. The fact is, my body just can't handle abuse the way that it used to. I wish my muscles were as durable as my liver.

You know, my brother once said that if he didn't know any better, he'd wonder just how much of this blog is "real," and how much is exaggerated. How can one man's life suck so much? Well, let me tell you... my life sucks. Worse than yours.

Does that make you feel better? It does? Well, fuck you.

I'm going to bed.