Thursday, March 11, 2004
This was supposed ot have been posted 2 weeks ago, buit somehow got lost in the aether of TEH INTARWEB!!! So here is what I had saved... there was more, but I never saved the file....so suck it.
This is the End, my Friend.....
Well, my time here is growing short. I'm seeing the light, and I'm walking towards it. No, I'm not dying, so wipe the grin off your collective faces. And no, I'm not shutting down this blog, even though everyone else that's supposed to contribute (who will henceforth be known as "pigfuckers") doesn't. What I'm bidding farewell to..... is Philthadelphia.
I. Am. Ecstatic. I cannot wait to move out of this blistering hellhole and back into the country, where nice normal folks live and have relations with livestock. But it's a little sad, in a way... just think back on all the classic rants this bunghole of democracy inspirexd. The parking, the homeys, the...uh... ok, so I guess there were only two classic rants. STILL, there were two. And I'm going through this week in the "this is the last..." mindset. You know, the kind of sappy shit you get when you graduate high school, or college, or change jobs, or escape from the torture center. "Oh, this is the last time I'll ever open my locker!" "Oh, this is the last time I'll walk across the Commons as a student!" "Oh, this is the last time I'll get to really fuck with Jim in Marketing!"
Well, for me, this is not sad. It's SWEET. Let me give you a blow by blow account of this week:
Monday
Woke up. Got ready for work, and as I was leaving thought "This is the last time I'll ever have to hear the downstairs neighbor's goddamn parrot screaming at 5:30 on a Monday." Was happy. Came home from work, saw trash strewn all over alleyway where garbage cans are supposed to be. Thought "This is the last time I'll have to pick up other people's filthy fucking trash and drag it to the curb." Grinned maniacally, made sure to leave rotting food under downstairs neighbor's window.
Tuesday
This is the End, my Friend.....
Well, my time here is growing short. I'm seeing the light, and I'm walking towards it. No, I'm not dying, so wipe the grin off your collective faces. And no, I'm not shutting down this blog, even though everyone else that's supposed to contribute (who will henceforth be known as "pigfuckers") doesn't. What I'm bidding farewell to..... is Philthadelphia.
I. Am. Ecstatic. I cannot wait to move out of this blistering hellhole and back into the country, where nice normal folks live and have relations with livestock. But it's a little sad, in a way... just think back on all the classic rants this bunghole of democracy inspirexd. The parking, the homeys, the...uh... ok, so I guess there were only two classic rants. STILL, there were two. And I'm going through this week in the "this is the last..." mindset. You know, the kind of sappy shit you get when you graduate high school, or college, or change jobs, or escape from the torture center. "Oh, this is the last time I'll ever open my locker!" "Oh, this is the last time I'll walk across the Commons as a student!" "Oh, this is the last time I'll get to really fuck with Jim in Marketing!"
Well, for me, this is not sad. It's SWEET. Let me give you a blow by blow account of this week:
Monday
Woke up. Got ready for work, and as I was leaving thought "This is the last time I'll ever have to hear the downstairs neighbor's goddamn parrot screaming at 5:30 on a Monday." Was happy. Came home from work, saw trash strewn all over alleyway where garbage cans are supposed to be. Thought "This is the last time I'll have to pick up other people's filthy fucking trash and drag it to the curb." Grinned maniacally, made sure to leave rotting food under downstairs neighbor's window.
Tuesday
