I'm too damn tired to write a blog post. It seems all I do is work, and drive back and forth from work, and spend time getting ready for work. But for now, I'm going to sleep...until I get up and go to work again, which is just a few hours away.
I will relate this one little story, which is that I'm applying for a new position, not that I want one or because I play the climb the ladder, hierarchy game, but because I simply need the extra money. If I was actually taking home the money I earn without the rip-off of payroll and income taxes, I'd have the same amount of income as I will after taxes with the new job, and I wouldn't need to grovel for a promotion.
Oh, and anyone who defends the government's thievery can just go hang themselves...and if you're one of those assholes I also hope you're stabbed to death and lying in a pool of your own blood, bleeding out, crying like the whining statist bitch you are, especially if your name is Bret, since you definitely deserve what your irrational, sick, twisted mind has wished on others who are innocent of any aggression. Now go fuck yourself, statist (I'm going to bed).
I'll be back in a few hours...