i was going to say yesterday "ima not buy any grammage this week and buy me a logitech g9 instead", but i found out today that our little Siberian oilrig project will be finishing and i got my 1-week notice.

I guess i will be dossing about for the next 4 days, stealing stationery and taking more liberties for corporate moneys (Manchester business trip with 3rd party vendors anybody? I chatted up blonde chicks in Bolton and stayed for FREE at my mates campus! PLEBS!!!!).. i think i still can take a free eye exam... not to mention the amount of documentaion, correspondence and clssified info ima steal (Im Document control, access all areas of our file management system kekeke).

Oh and i tink i should get a job much faster this time.

a) Now im an experienced and still "employed" document controller, as opposed to "i worked for a bit in an office before i beacame a uni dropout
Im not a social retard anymore
c) Me have more Confidence
d) Im a playa
e) I wont be happy with sitting on my ass 24/7 like i used to cos i dont play this game as much
f) theres no overweight american chicks who think the capital of italy is prague to distract meh
g) Im in a situation where i need to make doe, even if it is on tha streets, BRING IT OOOOOOOOOOON
If anyone wants to buy some nice jeweleryy, call 07828XXXX07

fucking shitting cunt

CUNT!!!!!!!

My job agency are fucking retards...

they said "we got a job for you in Old street, engineering company, the same"... office administrator, 15 squid an hour... turns out it was the same ocmpany, but wrong application, they got an office administrator 2 weeks ago, and the job they was lookin for was a fuckin tech clerk

well i been paid for that since october at my stingy cunting SNC Lavalin, where i was doing unoaid Document Control and even AutoCAD work... till some fucking chick who i got too familiar (dont shit where you sleep, kids if shit has teh recipe to go wrong!!!!!!!!! even if the pussy was the bomb)... well i got schemed out of my old job, and the one i went to an interview today is same fucking pay, same position as a monkey could do(wot i was doin in october and early november), without any record of the shit i actually done did. Cunts.

£9 an hour? What the fuck, the 1st half of monday i work to buy my classy 5-zone weekly travelcard to take me to work in this shit-infested rat nest we call London town, and the second part of Monday to buy 1 (note: JUST ONE!!!!!!!!!) gram of charly... thats me 1st day of the week with expenses... clubbin, weed, alcohol and creature comforts (and food???) bah

CUNTSSSSSSSSSSSS

Thank fuck im going down to the south coast for sat and sun, relax for a bit..... then its all cunting again.... SHITTING CUNT!!!!!!!!!!

(p.s. sorry for over-use of the word cunt, its my 2nd favourite word ever, behind "viable")