Smash Your Head Against The Wall

Smash Your Head Against The Wall

Ahhh, I feel waves of peace and goodly fuckin' joy washing over my spirit...

I'm not going to detail the adventures of today trying to find work through the PIGFUCKING agency I've dealt with for over a year now, but I've doubled, even tripled my efforts to find employment elsewhere, especially after displays of incompetence and downright SHIT that's made my last two days a fascinating excercise in not having my head explode.

My revenge is plotted. When I know for certain that I'm no longer working for them, when I'm finally in another place, I have plans for a "donation" to the company. Oh, never fear, I mean no harm on anyone. But the cleanup will be a bitch.

I spent over two hours at the library today, and had a bowl of killer soup at a Thai restaraunt across the street. I left the library armed with some modern "classical" CDs of guys I've never heard of, a Freddie King live album (for those who want to know where Clapton stole his licks, here's one guy to check out), and a recent book on General "Mad" Anthony Wayne and the fight for the Northwest Territory.

When I get around to enjoying this shit might be another matter.

Good news: I'm set to move into my new apartment in a week or so. I'm probably going to aim for Monday the 17th, maybe the Friday beforehand. I've got the cash for the deposit and the rest of July's rent after that point. And not much more. Having worked a little over two of the past four weeks, I'm lucky to have had some ass-saving assistance. I HATE being dependent on my family, I've done my damndest for the past year to do as little of that as possible, but I've had no choice recently.

It's too bad that the woman at the office who fucked with me today (I THOUGHT I was enterting a new job Monday until she went back on what she'd told me just yesterday) is such a stupid fucking cunt with the leadership skills of a half-chewed piece of rotten fruit on top of a pile of dogshit. She was fucking HOT. Dumber than a box of shit, but fuckin' hot, baby.

I'd be afraid to stick my dick in something that stupid. It might explode.

Whistlin' rhymes,
Dougie