I went to the mall with my son today to buy him shoes for school.  It looked like upper middle income mania.  I saw many fools in their rushing to and fro; the hurrying, the impatience, the divorced mothers throwing their asses.   We got out of there quickly.  I missed the movie theaters now closed inside the mall.

A great sadness came over me as I missed the dialogues with Jeannie Carlisle.   I don’t miss her insanity and her meanness.  I don’t miss her frivolities and flippancy.  I don’t miss her ugly, bumpy ass and her cellulite cleavage and worse still her ugly misshapen legs.  I sometimes miss her smile.  She was a bad fuck.  No movement, no action.  She had a reputation for that so I heard.  She couldn’t give a good blowjob.  The only thing she could do was layback and give a good pose while fucked or eaten. 99% of the schools she tried to get jobs teaching at rejected her. Her students hated her-her reviews by students were so bad they got removed from  the school where she teaches website so she could get into a second rate correspondence university for a useless PH.D.  She’ll be sixty one when she gets out and neck deep in about $100k worth of debt.  .  The only one that took her is a second rate tech school-Collins College.  In reviewing this there does not seem like too much to miss.

I thought about my job and the insane fucker that still runs the company.  He’s a fucking idiot who needs to retire and stands in the way of the company’s growth.  The whole industry has an inane set of philosophies and he’s exemplary of them.  This industry remains twenty five years behind the times in sales and marketing. 

Oh well…tomorrow starts the week again.