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"What's good for business is good for the country"
Jun. 13th, 2006 | 06:54 pm
location: home
mood: 
curious
music: House of Wax
The Americorp, a division of the us government, is paying me so little money they are suggesting I sign up for food stamps. They suggest I sign up for them now so I can get more of them and "cheat" the government out of more stamps because they won't count my paycheck as my income.
I find this all quite ironic, sickening, hypocritcal and funny all at once. People who work for the government are telling me and HELPING me cheat the taxpayers.
Well, the country IS run by the experts in cheating the American people, the Republicans.
I am going to lunch with a friend on Thursday. I think I'm going to be okay leaving him behind for a while, but when September rolls around I'm going to really be hurting for his presence. I was thinking about forensics yesterday and I started bawling my eyes out. I can't believe it's over. I can't believe it's all done for me. One of the biggest parts of the last seven years of my life is gone---in one capacity forever. I almost feel like someone died and there wasn't a funeral.
I wore a skirt today. What the fuck?
I work tomorrow. I worked on Sunday, but it still feels like an eternity since I was there.
I want to change the layout of my journal but I suck at those things. I have a paid account so it's supposed to be easier but it really isn't. The brown is nice but it's getting old. I'm really bummed because my favorite game, the Sims, isn't working on my computer and all day that's what I wanted to do. Instead I just recorded some guitar riffs into my computer and messed with the keyboard trem and reverb. Cool shit, makes me feel like a rock star.
I find this all quite ironic, sickening, hypocritcal and funny all at once. People who work for the government are telling me and HELPING me cheat the taxpayers.
Well, the country IS run by the experts in cheating the American people, the Republicans.
I am going to lunch with a friend on Thursday. I think I'm going to be okay leaving him behind for a while, but when September rolls around I'm going to really be hurting for his presence. I was thinking about forensics yesterday and I started bawling my eyes out. I can't believe it's over. I can't believe it's all done for me. One of the biggest parts of the last seven years of my life is gone---in one capacity forever. I almost feel like someone died and there wasn't a funeral.
I wore a skirt today. What the fuck?
I work tomorrow. I worked on Sunday, but it still feels like an eternity since I was there.
I want to change the layout of my journal but I suck at those things. I have a paid account so it's supposed to be easier but it really isn't. The brown is nice but it's getting old. I'm really bummed because my favorite game, the Sims, isn't working on my computer and all day that's what I wanted to do. Instead I just recorded some guitar riffs into my computer and messed with the keyboard trem and reverb. Cool shit, makes me feel like a rock star.