This is the relationship I had with my alarm clock this morning
I took sleeping-in to an extreme today. I've been moving at snail speed all day. I also slept through the sunshine, wait, was there sunshine today? I forgot to ask someone. It's 2am and I realize I did basically nothing the entire day, been a real waste of life. But despite my pace I'm actually happy and optimistic. Now even though I haven't worked on my resume yet and haven't looked for it yet either (that's on tomorrow's agenda) I figure I'm going to need some kind of phone number to be contacted by any future employer. So, I went to the AT&T store today.
I told them about my stolen phone. I also told them I'd be using an old go-phone as a temporary replacement , which is definitely not the truth. I lied because I needed a SIM card, which they apparently don't just hand out. I showed them this.
Went home, hacked the used Iphone I purchased from Lauren Ashley a few days ago and BAM, before you can say "oops-i-forgot-to-pull-out" I had a working phone
Now this iphone is the orginal 2g, which is kind of shit compared to the 3GS I had. But like my mother said to me in highschool, "Michael, beggars can't be choosers" And to be honest, I could give a fuck about the iphone. I had them get rid of my text message plan. Which means, I can't receive texts either, this includes the internet, data, etc. I did this to make sure I don't repeat old phone habits. This knocked my bill down from $107 to $40something . Feel free to call me whenever you like, I've racked up $3500 rollover minutes.I wonder how many people read this, I can't imagine my rants are worth reading but I'm wrong about a lot of things. Here's something about me others have been wrong about. I've been called "mysterious" before. I'm as mysterious as I am black or hung. It's such bullshit, trust me there's nothing mysterious about me. If anything I'm just being quiet because I don't want to be bothered. Ask and you shall receive, starting tonight this is my new motto. I'm serious, to anyone reading this when you see me next ask me whatever you like, the most personal, vulgar, embarrassing, ridiculous question you can possibly think of and I will answer it, better yet I'll blog about it. I promise this too, the next person to call me mysterious gets spit on. That's right, could be a cop, could be Nana either way they're getting splashed.
Things in my life may seem dismal, there's stuff that I haven't written about that happening right now, but when God closes a door you have permission to break a window. Things could be worse,
My asian girlfriend could've used her teeth to help me part ways with my bottom lip.
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