Dear Diary
today fucking sucked in fact the majority of this month sucked - things have not been rolling Riley's way as of late. what is going on? in a past life did i squash too many bugs or was i a bird who shit on the pope or did i fuck somebody over on a used car? anyway - what sucked you're asking - or not thursday was a shit day with these little fucking assholes i like to call 6th hr fuck them when i think that this profession is great i am reminded that 6th hr sucks the fun out of it and the life out of me then there is dealing with personal relationships why try is the question i ask my self "Why?" self I say, "why bother being civil to people who send clear messages that I matter not?" the message may translate to give up already idiot I am clearly a moron or a mormom either way I am fucked this is some major league bull shit so then the other thing is that my dad might be coming back to live in my basement and drink all my beer fucking yay yippity fuckin