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no news is good news???

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no news is good news???
06.02.04 6:01 p.m.

They got the results back today but I still haven't heard anything. Bossman is out of town for a week. I wanted to talk to him yesterday about the whole thing but never got a chance, he was in many meetings before leaving town. They have a "proactive" policy around here with things, that if you have some personal problem that you think might affect your work further down the line, he likes it if you come to him BEFORE things get fucked up. I haven't ever brought any of my problems to him, well cuz they're MY probs and what's the use of sharing that shit with someone who can't make any difference in the matter. It's not like he's gonna go to my guestbook and leave a message there, ya know? Also there's gotta be alterior motives in the whole reasoning behind it. But anyway I didn't get a chance to "confess" to the crimes before being found guilty, and may have lost the "grace period". It's all bullshit, I know. I did some researching and I guess it's a law that you can't be fired from any job due to flunking a piss test. Not in Texas anyway. I knew there was a reason for coming to this shithole. The worst he can do is ask that I go to meetings, and if I say no then he'd be on my ass and fire me the next time I happen to be late. Speaking of, I dont wanna be late coming back from lunch....


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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WHAT'S MY NAME?!?