Fuckin work and shit

So here I'm back in the Lrc and I have to watch over the desk... For some reason everytime I come to work i have to watch the desk...Mrs. Gomez likes to take breaks about every hour then has the audacity to bitch about her job and how stressful it is... how can it be stressful if your always on break? It does not make sense to me.. This job has got to be the easiest jobs on campus.. you sit on your ass at a desk and maybe check out some equipment every now and then.. maybe shelve a few books but thats about it... her fuckin job is no different than mine..Plus she's not even Mexican... she's turkish.. she don't sound turkish or look turkish or even have a turkish name... its fuckin mind boggling..I'm glad its thursday and i get outa this place at 4...

Other than work today has been a pretty damn good day minus the clouds.. Its a high about 65 with a nice breeze..Just how it should be.. My dumbass thought i was suppose to have a test this morning but no.. i find out last nite and i felt like a straight up ass... not that i would have a problem with the test cause i definately did not need to cram for this thing.. About a month till spring break and i'm still tryin to figure out where the hell were goin... Motha Fuckin Rod V got the OK from the rents to stay with us for spring break instead of movin to Cali.. Sorry for the random rants about work but thats how the shit goes down.. Maybe sometime soon you can actually get some of my delightful stories from the journies around..."Blaze 2 get at me tomorrow, PEACE!!"