3/30/2005 08:56:00 PM|||Travis|||

I have a horrid pain in the back of my throat, it feels like cancer. And it might be. If I had health insurance, I might check it out and get some doctor to perscribe me some expensive antibiotic that would fuck shit up and leave my throat feeling like a million bucks. But I don't have health insurance, so I will take some aspirn and shut the fuck up.

It might be beacuse I talk non-stop of the phone to stupid midwesterners who want something from the company I work for, Bargain Network. Why do they keep calling? I have no fucking idea, except for the fact that my phone doesn't stop ringing. Ever. And always a stupid midwesterner that can hardly spell their own name. My god, I am glad this is temporary and I can get a real job when I graduate and perhaps deal with intelligent people.

I went to karoke last night and came home with four british girls and had an orgy.

Just kidding. But one was only 5'1 and looked ridiculous standing next to me, because I am 6'4. She asked if I was "proportional" all around. I let her know there is only one real way to find out.

More random thoughts to come.

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