Saturday, August 1, 2009

man

phew that was scary. this optical illusion is of a picture and your supposed to see what's wrong with it.. you don't see nothing at first.. then.. you see it.. check it out

other than that everything is really nice. quite nice i might have a date with a girl tomorrow if i can get my stuff together.. one day i'd wanna karaoke with her and give her a good time. Another day we should dance at social salsa. then I hope we can tawk, and make a good conversation. she's already tol me that i should be nice and to quit smoking..

she meant be nice to the people who give me a hard time i bet.. man there is just one person who's giving me a tremendous hard time.. i will be nice to her and make her stop. so brutal well looks like i'm no manager. otherwise i'd see the way out of this right away, but i guess it's better than being tree guy.

this guy got bit by an insect and ever since then he has roots growing out of him. Check out the tree dood the dood with insects hibernating in his rooty skin.

so like i was saying, these people have an attitude that nothing can hurt them, maybe i really don't hurt them, maybe that's not the way to go. I mean I dunked this persons' head in the toilet and told em to fish out the long brown poo with thier mouth. and when they got back up I had them ask "Another one?" I kept doing this and they showed no shame afterwards, just went on like nothing happened... must be used to it.. keep dunking..

why i'm so mad at them? well i was doing a great job, got a big tip, and was really happy about it. I was sharing my happiness by spreading it with more people when she saw me and decided to take my happiness away and give me sadness instead. anyhow i wasn't fooled for a second that this was some new work method. i knew instantly that she just saw a happy person and wanted to turn him upside down. anyhow for me like i hear with performers, don't matter if your happy, don't let it show if your blue, you must keep singing.. maybe... guess someone has to clean the poo that she put on the floor now.

in other news i'm liking how i ask her for permission to smoke, i wanna sign up for that program. cuz i can barely breath sometime and i wheez like some little gay. so the logical step? or the emo step

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