Midnight Rambler aka Frustration Ventilation Device

Thursday, March 30, 2006

When the Ocean met the Sky....

4:29 am.....
2 hours of sleep.....
after a twelve hour shift.....
to complete an inventory.....
on my store, which is dying......
fuck your problems.....

SG6140 10-02/03-06
R.I.P.










Rey enjoying our tea party. 3/28/06


"DON'T FORGET, YOU'RE HERE FOREVER!"
"DO I'T FOR HER !"

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

When the Earth Folded in on Itself....

SO I discovered that my predictions are probably true and my store might shut down in June. I sorta knew that when I returned to manage the Madison store, but now I am staring straight at the beast and can't decide if I'm relieved or exhausted. The sad reality is that THIS time as the manager (with the help of a new DM) I can finally run the store the way I see fit. However that may have been a warning sign.

Also discovered that Capt. Bastard's hours have been cut and he too might be out of a job. Maybe we should go write children's books together. I still refuse to produce "Clickety Clack, the Cat who smokes Crack" with him until it is A. not referred to as a children's book anymore or B. We get a TON of money for it.



Sometimes I think if you can pan out on the universe far enough,
this is what you might see.




"Every book is a children's book, if the kid can read!"