so today i tried talking to patti but she was too busy to talk with me, also she informed me that no one at the bank likes me anymore. tis a sad day for jarred....


and how could someone not like monkeys

you know what not to do

rraaarrrr..... mmmm jarred is grumpy today

do you have any kittens to feed me?

eh

so today has been so so..... bankcard and netteller has gone down
seems like all of our customers have been wearing a big frown
Wishing i had another vacation day or had just stayed out of town

eh maybe ive just been grumpy towards this new year

better blog to follow tomorrow

dablings in thought

the question of the meaning in and of today and its origins
lies in the face like aging cheese and stale beer... hops........
rare drops of truth that hold the meaning of ones life
sometimes demons use the instruments as a way of torture

My my what filthy hands you have....
Flat and flacid hands that shall never replace potatoe chips
kamikaze napkins in the battle of ones life heritage
Franks red hot dip, smells like anointment

mmm... the tooth fairy never showed
instead strangers crawl in my window
let us lift gnarled heads up high and celebrated the fall.....
you know? communism was arisn from an armchair

this is my first blog

I dont know if anyone is actually going to read this but beware i am not responsible for anything that i write and or your reactions or emotions toward them.... oh boy what a trip you are in for tata more tomoroww.... *shilam*