Guess what kind of day it is...

[arib]

I had to go and register for classes, where they expected me to pay them with money that I don't have, and it took all manner of cajoling and arguing until they were willing to wait the few weeks until I have the money to give them.

I'm not sure I want to be a social worker anymore. Being a social worker would entail helping people. I don't want to help people, I want to beat people in the face with a brick until they help me. Of course, engaging in the first part of that plan probably negates the second part.

Kneel before Zod.

Comments

[farwing.livejournal.com]

This is the kind of post that fills me with great affection for you, Mr. B. :)

[arib.livejournal.com]

Aw, shucks. :-)