Entries Tagged 'I'm bent!' ↓
October 2nd, 2008 — A whole lot safer, America's most disgusting inventions, Cheap as a gallon of gas, Circus act, Coping, Get the FCC to add this to their list of things you can't say on the radio, Getting ripped off, God damned porno!, How to get to the top, I'm bent!, Internet marketing, SEM, SEO, Self Esteem, Taken seriously, Where’s the balance, copybitch is not responsible
I’m number one, dammit!
I used to be able to type my name into Google and come up number one in the search results. I even beat out a famous field hockey player (if there really is such a thing, the sport must be big outside of America). Yesterday I was number two and now today I’m the third. Third!
What’s the worst part?
I’m getting my ass kicked by “Plump Rumps #3″. What the fuck is the world coming to? The funny part is I had to check it out to make sure I didn’t have an ex playing revenge. I mean, not like I do that sort of thing, but maybe I was drunk… Yeah, no, anyway I have faith that Google will figure out who the real slim is and get my shit back on top (no pun intended).
September 10th, 2008 — But other people are starving, Circus act, Coping, Get the FCC to add this to their list of things you can't say on the radio, I didn’t invite you into this conversation…, I'm bent!, I'm going to freak the fuck out!, That's what everybody's bitching about!, Work etiquette, Working with others, You know your rude when...

- The people next to you can’t hear themselves think
- The person across the building can hear you on your conference call and their not on the phone
- People leave work to do their work
- You’re giving your cube neighbor a headache
- No one wants to start a conversation with you
- Everyone around you (and in the building for that matter) has their noise canceling headphones up to full blast
- The office has started a fund raiser to purchase earplugs
- You can’t shut the hell up!
August 27th, 2008 — Help from mother’s little yellow pill, I have a real job, I'm bent!, Mama's gone, Out on business, Target practice, Workin' mama
So I’m out of town right…
Business… I get home and I think we had a tornado here in this desert because even my yard was bent. Arrgh!
Here’s how I cope:
Target practice baby! Good thing my S.O. is out of town (and I don’t have a gun).