<p class="MsoNormal">Why do people do the things they do. I mean here I am working my ass off ever fucking day and for what? It just doesn’t make any sense as to why we have to work so hard for what little we have. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p><span style=""></span>Last week I went to this small bar in my small home town. One of my friends, his wife, my wife, and I all went out to relieve some stress I guess. I know for me it was for sure stress. It was a long week I was tired and needed to vent. We go out and I Personally have the best time I have had in a long time. Maynard even said he enjoyed it to the fullest. Well I told myself after a long hard week I'll make sure I come back here next Saturday to help me make it though the rest of the week. Well usually Saturdays are the craziest day for me, but this Saturday was sweet. Everything went smooth and I was off by like 6:00 pm. So shit I was like I’ll go home and rest for hour or so then get up and go out. Well I fell asleep alright and didn't wake up till 1:00 am. Oh boy was I one pissed off mother fucker. I had missed all the big fun and everyone was going to be there. It's like missing the fucking race man. If you don't see the beginning its not any fun. I mean I could probably go up there for 45 minutes and still hang out with people, but why? I'll end up in a fight if I do, simply cause of the fact of how pissed off I am.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>I guess my whole point to this is. I am fucking sick and tired of having to work my ass off to have the things I have. Why life can’t be easy going and laid back is a dream I have every now and then. Where you work, but still have time to play. Working hard and playing hard really isn’t all that fun. Your body will wear down eventually. The best part is I just bought a house and now I have about 10 times more stress than what I did have! Oh fuck what a wonderful pile of shit! </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Why do people do the things they do. I mean here I am working my ass off ever fucking day and for what? It just doesn’t make any sense as to why we have to work so hard for what little we have. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p><span style=""></span>Last week I went to this small bar in my small home town. One of my friends, his wife, my wife, and I all went out to relieve some stress I guess. I know for me it was for sure stress. It was a long week I was tired and needed to vent. We go out and I Personally have the best time I have had in a long time. Maynard even said he enjoyed it to the fullest. Well I told myself after a long hard week I'll make sure I come back here next Saturday to help me make it though the rest of the week. Well usually Saturdays are the craziest day for me, but this Saturday was sweet. Everything went smooth and I was off by like 6:00 pm. So shit I was like I’ll go home and rest for hour or so then get up and go out. Well I fell asleep alright and didn't wake up till 1:00 am. Oh boy was I one pissed off mother fucker. I had missed all the big fun and everyone was going to be there. It's like missing the fucking race man. If you don't see the beginning its not any fun. I mean I could probably go up there for 45 minutes and still hang out with people, but why? I'll end up in a fight if I do, simply cause of the fact of how pissed off I am.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>I guess my whole point to this is. I am fucking sick and tired of having to work my ass off to have the things I have. Why life can’t be easy going and laid back is a dream I have every now and then. Where you work, but still have time to play. Working hard and playing hard really isn’t all that fun. Your body will wear down eventually. The best part is I just bought a house and now I have about 10 times more stress than what I did have! Oh fuck what a wonderful pile of shit! </p>
