Saturday, March 20, 2010

Job Appled for...

My buddy Waffle turned me onto a job a a dishwasher at a Mexican Restaurant. I'll be happy to take it. I just think it's ironic, that I, an American would be be working as a dishwasher at a MEXICAN restaurant. I'm about to be evicted from a crack house. Do you know how low your life has gotten when when you get evicted from a crack house?
I walked out of my room to to do my laundry and my roommates were loading up a hypodermic needle to shoot up. I mean, I've been evicted from lots of places, but a house where you have guys shooting heroin in their vein ask you to leave, that's a low point.

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