Blech

There was a big rally somewhere down the street tonight, presumably about the ban on gay marriage. They kept going until 9:30. I'm really tired of all the ads on tv. They are everywhere. I especially don't care because I sent in my ballot two weeks ago so it's too late to change my mind, even if I wanted to. I'm little bummed that I'm going to be at school all day on Tuesday so I won't be able to watch election results.

I'm going to lose my job. My boss told me. I'm trying to keep it. It's frustrating to feel like I'm being taken advantage of and there's nothing I can do about it. And on top of that, nobody cares. I suppose it's true; no one gives a crap about layoffs until it's happening to them. Friendships don't matter. Fairness doesn't matter. As long as they keep their jobs, mine is inconsequential. So I'm back to being nothing more than a broke student with no health insurance. All my hard work for nothing. Get an education, my dad says. Then you'll get a good job, he says. Bullshit. I should've just shot out some babies and gotten fat while waiting tables at a local truck stop. Education has proved to be worthless, which is obvious, since the state doesn't think it is worth spending money on. Which is why I'm in the mess anyway. Maybe Arnold and my dad should have a talk.

I sat and watched some TV tonight and it didn't take long for me to be bummed because everyone on tv gets laid and I don't. My roommate even got some action last night. I go camping for an entire weekend and the hot boy sleeps with the cougar next door. Great. She's a slut. I'm hot. She wins. And now I don't want him anymore. Still, it's lame that there's no one out there to make out with.

So Blech. That's basically how my life is going right now. Blech.