When you run out of paper use what is close. For me its trading cards.- Don't ====judge....
Cherry Slices-Coffee-Graham Crackers-Bagel-Cream Cheese-Red Wine
The December sixty puts are one half today-Auggie ten at even- Just becasue you have that growth inbetween your legs does not make you better than me- you are pathetic-Your neverending bank account versus my weekly struggle to survive- Hang On-Why am i so fuckin stubborn?- its how i got here; i know- Your four letter badge means nothing to me- I have four letters we could try out-Everytime-every fifteen minutes is fifteen minutes less without you-but you-you are constantly running through my mind-not you-you-I enjoy when you call me by my formal name-you leave me far from dry on most nights-days included-I stand in the center of a pit surrounded by "Cocks"-Money hungry Cocks surrounding this one pigeon-oh, the ache-concentrate-concentrate-concentrate-concentrate-concentrate-the phone rings-Pay half on seven June?-back to reality-If you put lipstick on a pig its still a pig with lipstick on-Might go home tonight and watch a Classic Deep Throat and think of you-Naughty-Naughty-Back to reality- July sixty-eight puts two quarter bid-Sighs- so we chat- dead time-The world is not always working- I turn to you as you tell me what you and your wife did this weekend-I bet I could have thought of something better to do-I am envious of your family life-i am no mother-i can not stand my own Mother (at Times)((ok; most of the Time))-Not sure if i could be a Mother- I am nothing like your Wife-Stop being jealous of my single life- Well maybe you should be- Last Saturday I got...-Fuck, I really need to get my nails Done this week-I hate this job but who am i to complain-i have a J>O>B-What i would not give to go back to slinggin' drinks for patrons- at least they never judged me for the Art on my body- FINE!- Sell you two hundred at six even- It is not like you will make any money today-was that 10K i just lost>? Nah, forgot to round the decimal- Back to reality-Bitch-God, what is so wrong in your life that makes you feel that way?-You make me Sad when i look at you- Have another drink downstairs- It is on me- May ten on eighteen cars-Market? Fuck, where is my Clerk? HANNIGAN---??? so Young-so Stupid-So Irish- Back to Reality- December 60 calls?- One fourty-one eighty- Yeah, thats how you make a Market newbie- August eighty ninty risk reversal trades six times at two half- Love my Black Market Reporters- Ah, she smells of a Sweet Stripper- Here Comes my headache- I wish i had something else to read right now-Why am I craving a cigarette-My patchulli is wearing off- i never can spell that Word right- Back to reality- One on four-One on eighteen- April one twelve calls- Fifty at three ninety-sixty-No Trade- I'm OUT- Bell Rings- I am on TV today- Not the TV you or I watch- The smart people TV- Fuck Rick Centelli-CNBC Power Lunch loves me- I sell fourty thousand pounds of lean Hog meat and people want to know why- I am a Vegiterian-SP? ; dont ask me- type A J>O>B..-Fuck You Personality- Great Combo!- What's for Lunch?-Back to Reality- I am about to faint from standing here in this pit- in between married men-Refreshing- I can not begin to tell you how much your rude touches offend me- i have not said Hello to you in three weeks but every time you Walk by you brush my Arm w with your Hand-New Text Message- YaY-Lunch-BV's for pizza?- after work please- Back to Reality- Bell Rings- Twenty four minutes until the final fuckin bell and I can leave-12:38pm-the Close is Coming- This stress is what i have been waiting for all day- All the money I Lost- I have now seventeen minutes to make it back- Definitely a possibility- i am REAL good- You will see- Watch My Magic- God, I love nothing more than men yelling at one another- better at it than me- i am an Angel- Fuck- tie me down next time, won't you?- Just lost my wings- Fuck- Twelve Minutes- Back to Reality- I do not care-I can not get you out of my fucking Head- Nine Minutes...i need to Pay my Rent--
I live a Life of Fantasy and Romance...but here; here You don't exist. Here is where the real World starts and the fantasy Ends- Back To Reality-only four Minutes left and i am still down four grand- Everyday is exactly the same-Until Today
Cherry Slices-Coffee-Graham Crackers-Bagel-Cream Cheese-Red Wine
The December sixty puts are one half today-Auggie ten at even- Just becasue you have that growth inbetween your legs does not make you better than me- you are pathetic-Your neverending bank account versus my weekly struggle to survive- Hang On-Why am i so fuckin stubborn?- its how i got here; i know- Your four letter badge means nothing to me- I have four letters we could try out-Everytime-every fifteen minutes is fifteen minutes less without you-but you-you are constantly running through my mind-not you-you-I enjoy when you call me by my formal name-you leave me far from dry on most nights-days included-I stand in the center of a pit surrounded by "Cocks"-Money hungry Cocks surrounding this one pigeon-oh, the ache-concentrate-concentrate-concentrate-concentrate-concentrate-the phone rings-Pay half on seven June?-back to reality-If you put lipstick on a pig its still a pig with lipstick on-Might go home tonight and watch a Classic Deep Throat and think of you-Naughty-Naughty-Back to reality- July sixty-eight puts two quarter bid-Sighs- so we chat- dead time-The world is not always working- I turn to you as you tell me what you and your wife did this weekend-I bet I could have thought of something better to do-I am envious of your family life-i am no mother-i can not stand my own Mother (at Times)((ok; most of the Time))-Not sure if i could be a Mother- I am nothing like your Wife-Stop being jealous of my single life- Well maybe you should be- Last Saturday I got...-Fuck, I really need to get my nails Done this week-I hate this job but who am i to complain-i have a J>O>B-What i would not give to go back to slinggin' drinks for patrons- at least they never judged me for the Art on my body- FINE!- Sell you two hundred at six even- It is not like you will make any money today-was that 10K i just lost>? Nah, forgot to round the decimal- Back to reality-Bitch-God, what is so wrong in your life that makes you feel that way?-You make me Sad when i look at you- Have another drink downstairs- It is on me- May ten on eighteen cars-Market? Fuck, where is my Clerk? HANNIGAN---??? so Young-so Stupid-So Irish- Back to Reality- December 60 calls?- One fourty-one eighty- Yeah, thats how you make a Market newbie- August eighty ninty risk reversal trades six times at two half- Love my Black Market Reporters- Ah, she smells of a Sweet Stripper- Here Comes my headache- I wish i had something else to read right now-Why am I craving a cigarette-My patchulli is wearing off- i never can spell that Word right- Back to reality- One on four-One on eighteen- April one twelve calls- Fifty at three ninety-sixty-No Trade- I'm OUT- Bell Rings- I am on TV today- Not the TV you or I watch- The smart people TV- Fuck Rick Centelli-CNBC Power Lunch loves me- I sell fourty thousand pounds of lean Hog meat and people want to know why- I am a Vegiterian-SP? ; dont ask me- type A J>O>B..-Fuck You Personality- Great Combo!- What's for Lunch?-Back to Reality- I am about to faint from standing here in this pit- in between married men-Refreshing- I can not begin to tell you how much your rude touches offend me- i have not said Hello to you in three weeks but every time you Walk by you brush my Arm w with your Hand-New Text Message- YaY-Lunch-BV's for pizza?- after work please- Back to Reality- Bell Rings- Twenty four minutes until the final fuckin bell and I can leave-12:38pm-the Close is Coming- This stress is what i have been waiting for all day- All the money I Lost- I have now seventeen minutes to make it back- Definitely a possibility- i am REAL good- You will see- Watch My Magic- God, I love nothing more than men yelling at one another- better at it than me- i am an Angel- Fuck- tie me down next time, won't you?- Just lost my wings- Fuck- Twelve Minutes- Back to Reality- I do not care-I can not get you out of my fucking Head- Nine Minutes...i need to Pay my Rent--
I live a Life of Fantasy and Romance...but here; here You don't exist. Here is where the real World starts and the fantasy Ends- Back To Reality-only four Minutes left and i am still down four grand- Everyday is exactly the same-Until Today
