Dear Reader

Oi

I'm back online and there are a few things I'd like to say:

1 I don't like drug addicts... I have to say it, all the addicts i've delt with at my new job have totally fucked my onion yes my onion, I can't stand walking down the road and seeing people shooting meth and smoking crack in the open! i mean Where the hell are the cops? are they strained? yes. Are they going to roll out the SWAT team for drug use? No. Do I expect them to? no... sadly there is no option here, the police are doing what they can. I got so fed up I called the non emergency line to talk to a person, the lady on the other end was quite understanding of my position. Its hard to walk down that street (I'm going to redact the name for security reasons) and be surrounded by people who are for lack of a better term "Tripping Balls" on whatever street drug they can get their hands on. "Intervention" is on A&E and that show try's to demonstrate how addictions effect peoples lives both family and addict. But Intervention has NEVER been to where I live and work. I don't know what to do. This is a problem beyond my scope all i can do i guess is keep going to work.


Thanks for listening

S Wogman

Thoughts on sleep

Have you ever wondered about sleep? That period of time between waking? Ever wonder why we call it "Catching a nap" or "Getting a few zees"? I have. It seems that sleep is something of a prey animal, and we as the sleep catchers are the predator, constantly stalking it, searching for it, then finally pouncing on it killing it then (eating it?) engaging in a few precious hours of sleep. Now I've lived with a person (who is my bestest friend) that suffers from a sleep disorder. With my metaphor of sleep-animal-ness, she is a terrible sleep hunter, or the sleep prey is not in the area in wich she is hunting. This means she goes a few days without adequate sleep and then crash out for a week of groggy, cloudy, miserable, angry, self-loathing, thread-bare, sleep. This actually sucks, for her and me. I just don't like people suffering. any way those are my thoughts on sleep

good night

Wog 3 Months and Months

My life for the pased 2 months has been onagain offagain work.... not much to report


out!

Wog 2

I moved out of Kili's house. No I didn't do anything wrong, and we didn't have a fight. It just was time to move on.

The story is this: To secure an apartment, I needed a job. I thought i had a job, and to this end I got a letter that stated that I would receive full time (40 hours a week) for the ongoing months, this letter meant I could pay rent, it acted as proof of that point.
I lost my job. I do't know why i lost my job, it just was lost. My boss wasn't speaking english Well he was, but in the way that gibberish is English but not understandable. When events are described like a "battle" with another baker, that didn't exist. Or Complaints that never occured this is gibberish. Or just plain bullshit. I wonder if my boss has it in for me but i don't care any more. The long and short of it is i found a new job its at subway and i'm living...

Hooya!