Get over it, life sucks.

"You don't realize how much you have until it's gone."

A quote used by many and understood by few. In the last seven days I've managed to become broke, carless,  cold, hungry,  and homeless. I've screwed my family over so many times so I have barely any help, many friends help me but most are also broke and almost homeless. I wish I could go back and change my past to change my future for the better, but that's not possible. Only few can truly understand my circumstances, and most won't even be able to read this. I'm probably the only homeless guy with an apple product, people probably look at me like my priorities are all kinds of fucked, but this phone is the only thing keeping me from being completely useless. I mostly hold onto it for family and friend communication purposes, but a decent amount of my friends don't even talk to me and act like I'm a burden to their lives. Point is not everyone understands that term and it's used way too often out of context.

Until next time.

I'll deliver a punch to your neck, while wearing a bow tie with a smile.

So,

     The past month I've been working at a Papa Johns as a delivery driver. It's not that bad of a job, the pay is shit but it's a pretty fun place to work. The part I don't understand, and pardon my racism. Why in the hell do black people rarely ever tip?  I had a lady tell me the other day "y'all already charge $2.50 for delivery, so I need all my change", first off lady you got your change when you voted for Obama. Second, I live off my tips since my check gets raped by child support and taxes that help you pay for your god damn pizza. Point is that if you can't afford to tip at least two god dammed dollars, don't ask for mother fucking delivery you bottom feeding scum fuck. Now before you all say I'm racist, I've had a few white people stiff me, but 98.9% of all my non-tippers are black. Well that's the end of my rant, I hope you all enjoyed it. 

Be safe, and tip your delivery driver.

Recession, pancakes, and an ostrich

So,

     Recently I've decided to start writing again. With more opportunity's to make money on the internet, I figured if I continued I'd also end up making something. The sad fact is that I ended up so broke, that I'm actually turning to writing on the internet as a source of some type of money. You have to wonder though, with as many ads there are floating around stating; make money fast click here to get started no cost to you. What happens after you enter your email? Boom! Your hit with a credit card entry form and a $50.00 enrollment fee. Nothing in this day and age is truly free right? But a man can dream. Hopefully something turns out soon because I'm starting to lose faith in not only humanity, but also myself.