2005-02-24 - 7:06 p.m.

I'm back and I'm black. Actually....I'm white, but whatever. So I feel the need to update since I have nothing to do.

Boredom is an intesting thing. It either makes you crazy, or it makes you extremely creative. There is a fine line and I walk that line a lot. I was sitting at my desk pretending to work and thinking if I should be in a different field of work. I would love to go work for Blizzard, Rockstar, or Eidos to help on creating new and innovative computer/console games. If they happen to ever see this, email me. Anyways, I wonder if I could cut it or have the patience to be a waiter, a TV anchorman, radio jockey, or a fluffer. Wait....not a fluffer. I did that already. That job left a bad taste in my mouth. Anyways, I will break down why I could never do anything but IT work.

I could never cut it as a waiter because I am too much of an asshole. It's amazing the amount of patience they display as people gripe that there is a pube in their tossed salad. I would immediately laugh and point at it. I would then pull out said pube, and put in my trophy case at home framed and signed. I would then save it and put it back in other peoples food and see how many rounds it goes. I would purposely put in the wrong order, and act like every request is a big deal.

"MORE napkins!? Jesus Christ, what the fuck did you EAT the other ones?"

Yeah...that wouldn't work for me. An anchorman wouldn't either because as soon as I screwed up, I would swear.

"Hello everyone, and welcome to the three o'clock news. Today in Chicago, a youngster was slapped....shit....a youngster was slain while running acoss...blah....fuckin retarded tongue....acRoss the streets of her loca.....you know what? Fuck it. Back to you Sharon."

I would also try to mess up my fellow anchor people and whisper shit to them while they were on live.

"Hey Sharon...nice shirt skank. I think I see your underwear. Oh my god they are stained black. Learn how to wipe."

I would do all of this while poking them and sliding their chair away from the desk.

Maybe not a good idea. Radio would work, but there wouldn't be much show that would actually make it to the air. I would have to dump every 2 seconds because I can't watch my mouth.

"Hey ass................you know what I mean? It's like the bitc........sucking my.......with her braces. One quick slap and that cun..........couldn't even breath when I shoved........f.......a......bit....."

Not very entertaining. At least with IT in the Help Desk, I can put people on mute and belittle them while I "look into an issue" or "check with a co-worker".

Well until I update again, go .... you....with a shovel you fu.....holes.

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