Dobie
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Ok, it's Saturday night, and I'm drinking beer, eating Fritos, and writing reports (well ok I'm taking a well deserved break from writing reports to rant here.)
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME that my life is so BORING????? Why aren't I in Disneyland, finding my seat for the parade? Why was the highlight of my day (other than the Fritos, which are their own food group) scoring the last copy of "The Simpson's Movie" at Blockbuster? Why did I spend 7 years in college to become a wage slave professional when I could be pumping gas in Garden Grove and going to Disneyland 200 times a year?
WaaaaaaaaH!
Ok, now that I feel better, I can go back to work.
Homer, here I come! (ummmmmmmm, Fritos!)
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME that my life is so BORING????? Why aren't I in Disneyland, finding my seat for the parade? Why was the highlight of my day (other than the Fritos, which are their own food group) scoring the last copy of "The Simpson's Movie" at Blockbuster? Why did I spend 7 years in college to become a wage slave professional when I could be pumping gas in Garden Grove and going to Disneyland 200 times a year?
WaaaaaaaaH!
Ok, now that I feel better, I can go back to work.
Homer, here I come! (ummmmmmmm, Fritos!)