I'm doing an experiment on bloggin while drinking. It's going well so far. I hate my job. Nothing new there, but I'm doing something about it. I'm placing all my energies on getting in to Law School. Yay me! So much so it feels like I've already gotten accepted. I think I've been dreamin about it. I'll keep you abreast (hee! I'm so easily amused, I swear that I'm actually 9 and not 29. Certain words crack me the hell up. Like poop. HAHAHAHAHAHA!)

Work was long as shit today. I just don't have a damn thing left to give to those wackasses. The newest shit was to distribute cups with the co logo on them and dispatch the paper cups to save what, 15 cents or some bullshit. They are such scum. Truly scum. They also want to dispatch with the annual summer outing and have it at a fuckin irish pub. Can you say lame? I'll stay home. I don't much want to be bothered with those morons anyway.

I've started smokin the cloves again. I needed some to go with my drink last nite. And they give me a reason to go take breaks with the rest of the crackheads... er.. smokers in my office. It's a phase that will pass as always so... whatever.

I think I'm done. I'm now going to attempt to write my personal statement while tipsy. We'll see how it goes.


Later......