This semester is nearing its end and I should probably be thinking about registration for the fall, summer school and the duties that come with the ending semester. I have often tried to think of a valid reason just to walk away, not that I need a reason, but others ask questions, questions like why, and these question often require a logical progressive arguement to answer whys. Then there is the wife...
There are no good reasons. I must suck it up and stick it out, and stop being such whiny bitch, so that some day I might perhaps prevent the future generations from the same lost and whiny fate. All this whining makes me want to gnash teeth and pull hair. Instead I will go join the wife in her viewing of bitchy models, whining on my behalf (mmmmm wine) .
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i recommend that you sack up and stop bitching. consider this: you don't eat moldy bread for a living. i don't know what that means, but it should inspire you to stop whining like. Effing whiny badger boy...
(Does that help?)
Thanks,... Dad!
i recommend stop whining and start wineing. Which is a verb for consuming enormous amounts of wine out of pint glasses. which could be either white or red, its up to the consumer. good luck and enjoy.
i see your reading a long way down.... how is it?
very good, at times depressing, and at the moment paused.
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