country feedback and a bendy
2003-05-12 ~ 3:53 a.m.

my cell phone rang at 2:36...it was comrade.

and truly...what is the luck? the percentage, in fact?

what is wrong with the world that dumbshitmotherfuckers can't even break in to a car properly? it is a sad state of affairs. refer to previous "dumbshitmotherfuckers" .

last time they threw a brick through a broken window. this time they tried to hot wire the 'blinker' of sassy-britches' vehicle. and again they took the cd's. all the damn cd's of lesbian music. stupiddumbshitmotherfuckers.

where is the pride in your trade? that is sad. you go to all the trouble of breaking in to it and fucking with shit and all you get is a cd player and some already pirated cd's? you would not be suitable for the thieves guild at all.

on simular fronts...

i have lost something and it has resulted in a void...and it makes me irritable. constantly tugging on my sleeve. while breaking my heart and making me analyze. not that i am lacking in that area...

i have so much fucking homework to do and i am way over my head. damn. i am the ant under the magnifying glass and that burns. homework...yes. therapy. imagine a lot of money spent on making copies. i wonder if i will get billed for that.

i am getting colder the longer i sit here. logic tells me to hustle my ass to bed...and i feel compelled to sit here. like i can't leave.

how is that my solace is a machine?

country feedback is playing in the background. it suits me right now.

the dogs are sleeping.

i am thankful for it all you know. because you're worth it.

i am not tired. and i am sorry that i threw a fit this morning.

arguing in my head over water and chocolate milk. a good way to end the night.

i am going to bed...always hoping for the impossible.

night*

...and then i minimized this screen and made chocolate milk and ended up back here because that is what happens when i am mulling and thinking about the things that no one not in therapy would ever willingly think about.

and then there is a shift in thought, so sudden that it is as though it never happened at all.

there is to be an expose. about stream.

yes, indeed. angry, laid-off techs all over the united states portion of north america demand an explanation. that is my headline. in a recent, shock and awe inspiring news article, a former stream employee declares that "bendy" got his name from agents in kalispell. (that was a link, yeah)

the outcry! the outrage!

let me tell you mr. smarty-pants, you did not name "bendy". your site was launching while mr. benson and henry were mutilating "bendy's" for cube decoration.

and so...if you did not name the elusive and ever-flexible "bendy", then who did?? former stream agents demand an answer.

and soon...we will have one.

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