Really Rich Italian Satanists

English 102 is an infuriatingly simple class. As long as you aren’t young and dumb or a mentally slow 40 year old. Unfortunately the class consists of young and dumb people and mentally slow 40 year olds. So for the last 3 weeks of class we are covering grammar which we covered in English 101. The hippie feels that the class has not “evolved as writers”. Hence, we have to go through the process all over again.

The not getting any problem was taken care of after class this morning. One of my friends boyfriends invited me over and we messed around. I had a threesome with both of them a few months ago so I assume that the relationship is open. I’ve learned a long time ago to not ask questions about such arrangements. Ignorance is bliss in this instance.

I need to start getting my mail sent to the 5 Star. I am always here. I think I spend more hours a week at the 5 star than I do at home. Not counting sleep time. Sure I work here…2 or 3 days a week but still I am off tonight and where am I? Right now though it is pretty quiet in the bar, there are 3 other people here besides bartender Scott.

I’m going to cut this short as today has not yielded any other results than an annoying class and decent sexual exploits.

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Today just plain sucked. Especially just now. At the 5 star after my shift and now a large group of drunken loud obnoxious people just came in yelling, screaming and generally making a nuisance of themselves. Rewinding to more suck now. Currently the Monday DJ shifts are dead. Justin who did weekend dayshift bar-tending  has taken Jay’s shift and so far his type of crowd has not found their way to come in yet. So tips are currently very very low. On top of it the person who was in the bar my entire shift was an old cantankerous fuck names Larry who has nothing better to do than bitch about my music and complain that he can’t play his shitty old thyme music on the Jukebox. I have determined that fate has kept the dinosaur alive just to spite me. He is the kind of person that when you hear the rumor of the new medical bill forcing euthanasia you say “please?” .

I am in a general funk anyway. Three weeks left of class and I really want it to be over now.  I haven’t gotten any in a few weeks now.  Ok I did about a week ago with my ex Patrick but it wasn’t anything spectacular enough to satiate me for any amount of time. Put all that with the fact that I just don’t feel like interacting with anyone at the moment in any kind of conversation or social group and you got a pretty shitty mood.

It makes me wish I had a boyfriend I didn’t really like so I could take all my frustration out on breaking his pathetic little heart. Only reason to miss Mark. He made a great emotional punching bag. Oh well he is being punched by someone else now so I can take satisfaction in the fact that he has learned nothing from the 2 years we were together. Pathetic…almost too pathetic to hate….almost.

Sometimes I feel like I need a real job to keep me occupied instead of this DJ for tips gig. It’s not the lack of money because honestly I don’t require that much at the moment. It’s more I have time on my hands and my idle hands are most defiantly influenced by a devil or two.

It looks like the drunk bitched are dying down, hopefully they will leave so I can get some peace and quiet before I head off to my bed and pass out.

Euthanize today!

Euthanize often!

Euthanize for out future!

SCIENCE!