Listening to: Night Flight to Tokyo
Reading: Psychedelics Reconsidered
So I started a new job recently. I work at TCIM, formerly LTD Direct Marketing. We do telemarketing for companies like Qwest, The Movie Channel, Starz and others. So far, all I've done is call up about 30 people an hour and ask if they would like to talk to an account manager about getting a lower phone bill. I did really well yesterday, and that was my first day so I won a $5 prize. Yipee...
I'm living with some friends from school now and that is going pretty well. I was getting bored sitting at home when everyone was at work, so I guess having a job is a good thing. I haven't gotten as many "Irate Customer" calls as I expected, except for one lady who got 3 calls from Qwest in one week and she was pissed.
I miss Minnesota; the desert is not a fun place to be in the summer. I guess I'm just not ready to move out of the state yet. I have some friends who are going to Canada for awhile this summer, so I might try and get some time off of work and fly up there or something.










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"Nobody does it better, makes me feel sad for the rest...
Nobody does it half as good as you, baby you're the best"
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
I'll be sure to stop by your gallery tonight, and you leave some comments. Thanks again, man. You're the best.
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MINUS.
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[kyle]
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