So long piss factory

I wasn’t “fired”, okay?

I was “relieved of my obligations to the company.”

Thank fucking god. Because you know what I miss? This blog.

I don’t want to sound sappy or anything, but I miss everyone here. I miss reading your blogs because I didn’t have time to waste company time by sitting on the toilet for hours on end.

I promise on my next job that I won’t work so hard. I promise to halfass my day away while I devote my full attention to this website.

Did you know that I have only finished ONE short story all year? That’s unacceptable. I’m supposed to be an artist. My burden in life is to pull random stories out of my ass until I question my sanity. That’s my cross to carry.

So in many ways, I’m like Jesus Christ. As long as you worship me and empty out your wallet in my name, I will suffer for your entertainment. I’m just benevolent that way.