Silent_Willy
11-16-2004, 12:55 AM
Alright, you don't know me, I don't know you. So I am going to post this, just because I feel like it...I think...
Insomnia is not condusive to sanity. So today is Monday and last time I slept is Friday, on which I woke up 6 hours early at 2am. So here I sit, without sleep, scheduled to work 26 hours over the course of these days, and attend 7 classes. This sucks, alot.
Friday:
Not so bad. Attend classes from 9-2. No work, so I decide to go out and get drunk off my ass. Got shitfaced, stumbled back to the pad, and watched T.V for the next 12 hours. Wow. I feel like a loser...and rightfully so.
Saturday:
Begin with finishing up ever important T.V watching from Friday. Am completely sober, and still awake, for some reason. Decide to try and sleep. Lay in bed for 4 hours, think of a great idea for world peace...forget it 5 seconds later. Finally get ready for work and go, I am a fucking zombie. My assistant doesn't show up for work, so I gotta work a 12 hour shift. Somehow get through work without snapping on one DUMBFUCK CUSTOMER. Who the hell doesn't know that you can't play tapes in a DVD player?
Sunday:
Can't sleep again. Wow. Shit. This sucks. Human contact of any sort is starting to irritate me....Alot. So, I play PS2 online for a while, until I snap on some dumbfuck kid for sucking too much. 7am rolls around too fast, get ready for work, go open store. 10am, I get phone call...all company stores are getting inspected today. Mine is at 11am, fucking fuckity fuck. So here I am trying to get everything ready, when the biggest DUMBASS person of all time walks in the door. She always asks 45 minutes of questions (all RETARDED), then doesn't buy anything.
After 5 minutes, I am getting too irritated to respond with words, so I stare blankly and grunt in response. After 10 minutes, I have had enough...I try to be polite for about 15 seconds, but then she keeps interrupting me....all of a sudden I hear something come out of my mouth, loudly. "Shut the fuck up!" Umm, oops? Guess who happened to show up 10 minutes early? The District Manager. Guess who happened to be 7 feet behind me and closing? The District Manager. Guess who fired me on the spot? The District Manager.
Monday:
Alright, wooh-fucking-hoo. Still no sleep! Motherfucker! Attended class, I think. At least I am pretty sure I did, because I rode my bike to the University because I didn't trust myself to drive.
Some girl who I think I met before asked me to go out for some coffee...for some reason I told her to eat shit. I don't think she will be calling
I keep swerving and almost falling over on the way home, it's dark out. Some cop decides to be a prick and gives me a sobriety test. I pass it, and get a ticket for the DUMBEST SHIT OF ALL TIME....Disrespecting a Police Officer. I didn't realize I was legally required to respect them, stupid. I gotta stop telling people to eat shit, it's not helping me out.
I get lost on the way home (it's 7 blocks to my house). Somehow I end up on the fucking street from Nightmare on Elm St. It looks EXACTLY the same. I start to get really really paranoid and run like a little bitch. I swear to god someone was chasing me. I feel mindfucked.
I end up in some Teeny Bopper burger joint. High School kids everywhere. Some fucking asshole keeps talking to me 1 inch from my face, keeps asking me about acid. I tell him to eat shit, and he looked genuinely offended. Right on!
I call a taxi. He arrives about 96 years later. Bitches forever about my bike, then I stuff it in trunk, and he brings me home. Somehow I managed to end up 36$ from my house, I am a fuckin' genious.
So, I sit down, and decide to write this, because I can't find the link to my live journal for some reason. Screw it.
Insomnia is not condusive to sanity. So today is Monday and last time I slept is Friday, on which I woke up 6 hours early at 2am. So here I sit, without sleep, scheduled to work 26 hours over the course of these days, and attend 7 classes. This sucks, alot.
Friday:
Not so bad. Attend classes from 9-2. No work, so I decide to go out and get drunk off my ass. Got shitfaced, stumbled back to the pad, and watched T.V for the next 12 hours. Wow. I feel like a loser...and rightfully so.
Saturday:
Begin with finishing up ever important T.V watching from Friday. Am completely sober, and still awake, for some reason. Decide to try and sleep. Lay in bed for 4 hours, think of a great idea for world peace...forget it 5 seconds later. Finally get ready for work and go, I am a fucking zombie. My assistant doesn't show up for work, so I gotta work a 12 hour shift. Somehow get through work without snapping on one DUMBFUCK CUSTOMER. Who the hell doesn't know that you can't play tapes in a DVD player?
Sunday:
Can't sleep again. Wow. Shit. This sucks. Human contact of any sort is starting to irritate me....Alot. So, I play PS2 online for a while, until I snap on some dumbfuck kid for sucking too much. 7am rolls around too fast, get ready for work, go open store. 10am, I get phone call...all company stores are getting inspected today. Mine is at 11am, fucking fuckity fuck. So here I am trying to get everything ready, when the biggest DUMBASS person of all time walks in the door. She always asks 45 minutes of questions (all RETARDED), then doesn't buy anything.
After 5 minutes, I am getting too irritated to respond with words, so I stare blankly and grunt in response. After 10 minutes, I have had enough...I try to be polite for about 15 seconds, but then she keeps interrupting me....all of a sudden I hear something come out of my mouth, loudly. "Shut the fuck up!" Umm, oops? Guess who happened to show up 10 minutes early? The District Manager. Guess who happened to be 7 feet behind me and closing? The District Manager. Guess who fired me on the spot? The District Manager.
Monday:
Alright, wooh-fucking-hoo. Still no sleep! Motherfucker! Attended class, I think. At least I am pretty sure I did, because I rode my bike to the University because I didn't trust myself to drive.
Some girl who I think I met before asked me to go out for some coffee...for some reason I told her to eat shit. I don't think she will be calling
I keep swerving and almost falling over on the way home, it's dark out. Some cop decides to be a prick and gives me a sobriety test. I pass it, and get a ticket for the DUMBEST SHIT OF ALL TIME....Disrespecting a Police Officer. I didn't realize I was legally required to respect them, stupid. I gotta stop telling people to eat shit, it's not helping me out.
I get lost on the way home (it's 7 blocks to my house). Somehow I end up on the fucking street from Nightmare on Elm St. It looks EXACTLY the same. I start to get really really paranoid and run like a little bitch. I swear to god someone was chasing me. I feel mindfucked.
I end up in some Teeny Bopper burger joint. High School kids everywhere. Some fucking asshole keeps talking to me 1 inch from my face, keeps asking me about acid. I tell him to eat shit, and he looked genuinely offended. Right on!
I call a taxi. He arrives about 96 years later. Bitches forever about my bike, then I stuff it in trunk, and he brings me home. Somehow I managed to end up 36$ from my house, I am a fuckin' genious.
So, I sit down, and decide to write this, because I can't find the link to my live journal for some reason. Screw it.