the wrath shall ensue
03/19/2004 09:01 p.m.

ok, i had to walk out of work today... don't ever let them see you cry... that bitch just doesn't get it, but she will... nice, sweet, kind michele is about to open a can of whip-ass all over the damn place... i'm so sick of being the mature adult person in various situations... i don't want to conform... i know my rights, and at the sweatshop i work for, they are being violated... i just hope i can get a formal complaint off before i take my boot and shove it sideways up the walking balloon's ass... vulgar, sure, but you come work with this woman, and you tell me what you think after a few days... i guarantee the meekest and mildest of you would be tearing your hair out... andi, you rock for getting out... i'm on my way...

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(by the way, iknowiknowiknowiknowiknowiknow i am supposed to be turning these "somebodies" into "nobodies"... and i will, but some days, it's a lot easier to write a poem about it then to incorporate the philosophy to real life... have patience with me, ashok... :)...)