Only if I can pew pew pew with the machine guns

 

I just want to be warm. Like totally and completely warm. I forget what it feels like.

 

too warm & no hot half naked women & then freezing cold nights...

 

paying taxes.

 

that's not more entertaining

 

HATE tax time.

 

...being exposed to non stop about either people who are too old or sick and suffering only further strengthens my idea that when it starts becoming a real nuisance I'm just going to blow my face out through the back of my head in front of a high speed train (just to make sure I'm dead).

 

We owe. Yay. Hey, it could be worse - could be unemployed with all roads leading to working @ McDonald's. ... speaking of you want fried with that... last night @ Burger King. The girl at the drive through window was a real stunner. I wasn't expecting that.

 

better than work.

 

I dunno - that's like doing work from home.