OMG I hate everything right now. I had two interviews today that went well but other than that I’m mad… GRRR.
Had to take a piss at the Manhattan Mall. Saw some fat bitch in a clear bubble umbrella that didn’t fit over her man-width shoulders. Some stupid Asians were blocking the escalator so there was a near pile up. I tried on every bra at Victoria’s Secret but since I’m not a porn star or ghetto trash who likes to wear my boobies so they are level with my clavicle nothing fit. I got rained on. My spinning shoes might be spent and new ones are over $100 easy. My belly hurts on and off. I need more coffee but I had plenty and it was all broken. The Mets play tonight and I don’t trust them. Someone I know is being overly sensitive to the fact that we never dated, will never date, etc. – get over yourself, man, and stop crying about it.
Basically, I want everyone to shut the hell up, move out of my way, stop being so fat your can’t fit into an umbrella, quit being a whiny little bitch because you like me and I don’t like you back, and just stop being aggravating.
One more thing: Since when is Victoria’s Secret the underwear brand of choice in the hood and swamp? Honestly, there is no reason for every single bra they produce to make me look like I belong in some music video. Be it Jay-Z or old school Poison, they were just nasty and so were the hounds in the store.