Wtf. You can't tax me on income I never received. Or can you? Fuck off. Sincerely, Fucked-in-the-ass-with-no-lube-by-you-fucking-bastards U.S. Citizen

I couldn't be MORE tired of flaky people. I wish there was a god damn spam filter for them. Come on Google, create it, why don't ya?!

So I go on my merry way to work today, thinking, hey I don't really feel like going to work, but I will anyway, because it's what you do, and I time it so I wait my usual 5 mins. or so before the train comes. Conductor goes: "Only got room for 3 more bikes, already past capacity." Counts 3 bikes, and doesn't let the first biker that was there at the station on. I look at the schedule... Eh, no biggie, next train comes in 6 minutes or so. So I wait for that, of course it's a little late. Train pulls in, conductor won't let ANY bikes on. I'm like: "So it apparently is just not possible to get to work today." Me and the other biker on the platform are wondering: "Is it worth it to go in today?" He leaves, I call in shortly after and head home. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you know gas prices have gone too high. (Too many people filling up multiple trains with bikes)

Welp, I'm single once again. Hoo-fucking-ray.

I put my $100 monthly Caltrain pass through washer and dryer. God I'm a fuckin idiot... *says goodbye to another $65 to pay for stupid transportation to work*

What the fuck do I do? You know those PAGES of questions you answer in an application to a retail store? I got one of those wrong. ANY ONE of those questions, ladies and gentlemen... DISQUALIFIES YOU from getting a stable job in which you get RECOGNIZED for the work you've done... a job in which you EARN TIME OFF.... I'd give anything for that. I've applied at places... not one has given me a job yet. Mind you the list is kinda small... but what do I do? Give up? Or just keep chugging along in this god damned lottery of jobs? Getting a job isn't based on fucking skills. Give me a break. It's all luck. When I wake up tomorrow, I have a choice. Do I apply at the 20 places on my list Fang made for me 2 months ago? Or just give up and accept that I'm not suited for retail? Maybe I'll just take my ear piercings out. There's nothing cool or neat looking about them. I like them a lot, but maybe it's affecting my ability to get a job. At this rate, everyone will be working before me. Almost everyone already is.

Why do birthdays exist? They rarely make you feel good at all unless you're an excuse to either do things when you're 18 or 21. After that? It's kind of a crapshoot whether anyone's gonna remember it or not. Don't know what much else to say. Just feeling really blah both yesterday and today. Maybe it really is time for me to get a job and start feeling less useless to the world, because I just can't make myself happy... not that I ever really have. But now there's reason to doubt the little that did make me happy. And yes, if you're curious, today is my emo-day... I mean, Birthday.

I just had a funny thought.

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