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Head Bursts Open

02.18.2003 - Head Bursts Open

I think my head's about to explode and I'm not sure why.

It could be due to the fact that I'm suffering from seasonal allergies and my head can only contain so much snot before it blows open. I usually get a little stuffy after a big storm dries up, but I don't remember ever falling down from the force of a violent sneeze before. I may just ram an ice pick into my temple and get it over with.

It could be because I feel a total total lack of creative energy and motivation. It's this sort of thing that causes me to refrain from updating this for two months, all but abandoning my CD project and filling my columns up with dick jokes because I can't think of anything remotely funny. This leads to frustration, which leads to head pounding which leads to headsplosion. Perhaps.

It could be because I'm freaking out about inadvertently bouncing a few checks due to a payroll glitch. When The World's Largest Bank(tm) officially swallowed the company for which I work, numbers got shuffled and I, unbeknownst to me, did not receive my direct deposit for the past two weeks. Hi, my name is Milton and welcome to my movie, Office Space.
I spent the money I earned like it was in my bank account. You know, like it should have been. Silly me.

It could be because this job, crappy as it's been, ends at the end of this month and I don't have any serious leads on a new one. It's not like jobs are in I mean, I'm ready for a new job. My current boss, after five months, still does not know my name, treats me like an imbecile and has used the word "redundant" incorrectly about seven hundred times in the last two weeks. Still, they pay me and enable my serious drug habit, so I kind of wish they would keep me on until I finally found something new, at which point I could flip everyone off and slap them around with The Wang.

See! Dick joke!

Maybe things wouldn't be so terrible if my head actually did explode. It would relieve my sinus pressure, probably make some totally creative art on my walls and end all need for money or a job.

If you'll excuse me, I need to head down to the 7-11 for some Pop Rocks 'n' Coke.

-- Jeffy
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