i've once again taken to walking around and cursing- my new favorite word is balls. just.... balls. very satisfying to say- try it. occasionally i'll say fuck balls. my job search is resulting as follows: either not hiring, position filled or position offered in 50 degree environment with disgruntled sandwich-making mexicans. balls!
i'm stuck between wanting to fill the time between now and april, when i can go back to the blissful surroundings of the farm, with getting a temporary lame job or getting a job job type job that would offer more money and possibly even benefits AND the opportunity to work with mexicans. un poco.
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All I have to say in response is "Nuts."
"We will never surrender, never give up. This will be our finest hour...balls"
Who's got big balls?
We've got big balls!
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