So it’s starting to get annoying, cos I’m getting to the point where the National Guard is shaping up to be the only real opportunity. And I am not a military dude. Not that I couldn’t physically do it, but those of you out there that know me know I am not one of those people that deals well with what people like to call “authority”. I can do what I’m told, but I have a tendency to dwell and simmer on slights, perceived or otherwise. Also: no huge desire to spend massive amounts of time away from my family. And they’ll make me cut my hair. And so on, and so on, and so on….
Wasn’t Obama supposed to fix all this shit? Where are the jobs, raining down forth from the heavens, showering us all with their bountiful pay?? I look up, don’t see shit.
I was actually excited about this, at one point. Staying home with the kid, guiding her, shaping her, making her hate as I do. Now it’s just…meh. Don’t get me wrong, still enjoy the time with the baby, but it’s the not getting out of the house, it’s the not interacting with people, it’s the not having any money to get shitfaced on the weekends with.
Bah. I’m done with this. This is not a melodrama blog. This is a funny blog. To prove that, here is a picture of a robot masturbating.
Okay, that didn’t happen. But if you Google Image Search “robot masturbating”, you’ll find an entirely new subsect of porn that I am disturbed to know exists.
