A few things to mention about my love - the television... first, let's just get my guilty pleasure(s) rant over with. WASN'T GAGA SUPPOSED TO BE ON GOSSIPGIRL?! THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT! 10 MINUTES LEFT AND SHE HASN'T MADE AN APPEARANCE ONCE?!?!?! FUUUUUUUUU-
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*ahem* sorry about that. What was I talking about? Ah, yes.. my precious. As you all know - due to my lack of having a life and motivation to do school related shit - I enjoy spending countless hours in front of the television watching mindless bullshit and rotting my brain. Sure I *occasionally* watch some form of educational goodness, but that is few and far between.
It isn't the actual programming that bothers me (minus the fact that most of it is garbage), but more so the constant bombardment of commercials that have nothing to do with anything? Advertisements for movies, food, useless objects (unrelated but related: infomercials. i may touch on this later), useful objects, medication, death, destruction, BILLY MAYS! (RIP) ((Anyone notice.. after his death they dubbed out his voice and got rid of any images with him in it? Way to keep the memory alive douchebags))
Oh here she is... what the fuck? 30 SECONDS?! FALSE ADVERTISEMENT! I'm never watching this show again.
You know what that was? me being distracted for 20 minutes from the stupid thing. Now i'm trapped in this show AND IT'S IN FUCKING FRENCH. i'll finish this shit later when tv sucks.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Letter to uranus.
Hello doucheblog.
A dear friend of mine, unhappy with her job, asked me to write her a letter of complaint to her manager - and me being the wicked awesome kickass person that i am.. did. I feel that i did such a damn good job that i would share with all of you, so here it is - in all its glory.
To whom it may concern;
As a beneficial member of your fine workplace, I have noticed a few things that are worrisome. As a manager, one would count upon them to be supportive and trusting of ones co-workers. I have noticed in these past few weeks, that you are not being as supportive and trusting as you could be.I feel that it is holding me back from excelling at my job, and therefore preventing me from achieving the status of being the best i could be.
If you do not change your attitude towards your co-workers, i have no choice but to go above your head to upper management.
Regards
Shit man, people should pay me for this.
as for everything else in life.. hand hurts from all hallows eve (involved douche breaking my gun, my drink going in his face, and us fighting to the death.. and by death i mean us getting ripped off of each other). Book for school has not been read nor will it. (fuck Jane Austen. fuck your fucking romance bullshit. i want blood and guts) and sexual satisfaction has not yet been reached. This weekends plans may change that, but as we all know.. I'm picky.
A dear friend of mine, unhappy with her job, asked me to write her a letter of complaint to her manager - and me being the wicked awesome kickass person that i am.. did. I feel that i did such a damn good job that i would share with all of you, so here it is - in all its glory.
To whom it may concern;
As a beneficial member of your fine workplace, I have noticed a few things that are worrisome. As a manager, one would count upon them to be supportive and trusting of ones co-workers. I have noticed in these past few weeks, that you are not being as supportive and trusting as you could be.I feel that it is holding me back from excelling at my job, and therefore preventing me from achieving the status of being the best i could be.
If you do not change your attitude towards your co-workers, i have no choice but to go above your head to upper management.
Regards
Shit man, people should pay me for this.
as for everything else in life.. hand hurts from all hallows eve (involved douche breaking my gun, my drink going in his face, and us fighting to the death.. and by death i mean us getting ripped off of each other). Book for school has not been read nor will it. (fuck Jane Austen. fuck your fucking romance bullshit. i want blood and guts) and sexual satisfaction has not yet been reached. This weekends plans may change that, but as we all know.. I'm picky.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
aw shit now i'm not a blogging virgin.
fuck.
If i end up like one of those blogging douchebags, someone please put me out of my misery.
If i end up like one of those blogging douchebags, someone please put me out of my misery.
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