So my boss is the biggest troll that ever trolled

So, he gets upset when I won't let him on my personal twitter, but he apparently reads this blog where I do actually show my crazy.

And my mother was worried about Facebook. If she only fucking knew.

It also occurs to me that her birthday is soon and I will have to call her again soon, and I would rather do something horrible. Like use a gasoline soaked tampon. I feel that that might do something fucked up to me. Or be really fun. Whatever.

So, the sounds of my cell phone telling me I have email is starting to raise my blood pressure significantly. And my computer screen just flashed at me, so I assume that someone just hacked in and is now watching me type this. Vagina.

I don't know, that's just the paranoia speaking to me. I assume that everyone here is watching me all the time. Makes me want to just wear a nothing but a trenchcoat and scream YOU WANT ALL OF ME! YOU GOT IT FUCK FACES! And then watch as they take tear out their eyeballs.

My boss, now known as King Troll for the purposes of the blog, is tempting the gods by trying to turn up the AC. Like we didn't have a massive server failure earlier. Dumbass.