Friday, October 22, 2004

ham & chocolate frosting on wonder bread

i still can't find a job. no-one wants to hire a highschool kid with a self-inflicted haircut who makes it explicit that she can be polite & civil twards strangers but not servile ... no, i can't fake a smile either. (think about it, think about how many times per day you smile to be polite, to be 'nice', or because you're afraid... fake happiness is an essential survival skill & i don't have it)

neurotic-erotic submarine screams,
how-may-i-help-you makes crappy last words:
don't let them be yours.


At 11:30 p.m., May 26, 2005, Blogger Blogart said...

How about selling lemonade? people wont mind your sour face.


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