technically i work from home. that's how it's supposed to go, at least. but i've been driving my ass down to the LBC everyday. and i hate it there. there's like five computers all jammed up close together annoyingly. and i somehow always get stuck sitting next to jerk-face-with-the-same-name-as-me, Anti Calhoun.... and i can't stand that dumbass. i heard a rumor that he said i sabotaged a file he typed.
WHAT?! i fuckin wish
i'm gonna cough all over his keyboard next time he isn't looking. or his food. payback's a bitch. maybe i'll wipe a booger on his breifcase.
some people hate having their picture taken. they get all mad. and for some reason, that makes taking their picture sorta fun. it feels like a scavenger hunt, and when you get the goods...you pump your fist in the air, and shout, "YES!!"
that's how i felt when i got this one.
gotcha amy #3. (there's only two amy's, but calling her "amy #2" seems sorta fucked)