er... ok you asked for it! so the new lap top the ny office gave me and supposedly was programmed with the right things is missing the one element that allows me to actually accomplish anything. My supervisor is an unhelpful sonofabitch who said he's helped me as much as he could and i'm on my own, my skin is awful from travling the house is a wreck my partner is in a whiny mood the washer broke and flooded the kitchen and my other supervisor is badmouthing me to others for no fekking good reason so all i have to say is:
MOTHERF@!! YOU SH*&$ CU*&^ SLAPPING CATBLENDING COCKSUCKING F&^S TAKE THIS F*!@# LAPTOP AND SHOVE IT UP YOU G&^! DA#$ ARSES!!! BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPIN WASHER CAN KISS MY F!@## C@#O*& AND DIE!!!!
i think i'm gonna pass out.
I wouldn't be surprised if everyone of their damn advisors has dealt with me before. That would explain the quitting so soon :twisted:
Venusxxx
oooooh Venus, lend us that machine gun, just the thing :twisted: :twisted:
here comes the american with the gun:
:bs:
Katien_n_John I have some industrial strength flea spray ifn you want to loan it!