everytime...

Every time I think I'm fucking crazy, I'm brought down to earth by stupid attention craving Whores like her.

They make me look well adjusted, because... guess what?

I am.

later,

pam

Written, Friday, Apr. 02, 2004 at around: 4:15 PM

And another thing

On a side note... how fucking cool is this:

Pretty cool, but too much surface area covered for me.

Sexy.

Later,

pam

Written, Friday, Apr. 02, 2004 at around: 4:10 PM

What a sucky entry

It's 4:10. I want to leave work right now.

I have no desire to be here at this moment.

I pretty much stopped working around a half-hour ago.

I went to karaoke last night. I rocked. Frank and Darrell came. Darrell sang. Frank didn't.

I will get Frank to sing. I will. Oh, you're damn right I will.

I have to buy a transpass before this day is over, or I won't be getting to work for the month of april. Oh, how I miss the conveinance of transitcheck.

I want to go home.

This entry just sucks.