Deep Cover Report from King Ganja
Here are all the sit reps to bring you up to date.
I finished my Bachelor's of Arts - Multimedia in March of 2004. But
the effort to finish college drained the remainder of my funds and
almost made me homeless. the Eclipse was repossessed. But what are
you going to do when you are starving college student. Literally...
Anyway, after the introduction to reality, (again), I was forced to
fall back to MAJCOM headquarters in Vero Beach, Florida. Once again
im stuck in small town America, surrounded by the white devil. The
nearest place that is worthwhile drinking at just happens to be a
saloon. Believe it or not.
Since April 2004, I have been working with an old childhood friend and
schoolmate in High School, Jurgen Schwanitz. Him and his father have
been running a successful computer repair shop for over 10 years.
Jurgen bailed me out and gave me a job. It was not a complete
handout, but since my degree is in a indirectly related field, he gave
me the nod anyway.
Since then im working with old fart's computers every day. It would
not be so bad, except for they are all cheap bastards with at least a
few million in the account. "Don't format this", "Don't loose my AOL
that..." Its frikin annoying, but whacha gonna do, im in the service
industry.
Well, thats about it. I'm still womanless, not that there is that
much to pick from down here... And the urge to leave the nest is
stronger than ever. I thought things were bad here when i was 19.
Its worse when you are 28. Lady Luck truly loves giving me both
barrels up the arse when it comes to good luck....
Anyway, take care guys, more to come later.
I finished my Bachelor's of Arts - Multimedia in March of 2004. But
the effort to finish college drained the remainder of my funds and
almost made me homeless. the Eclipse was repossessed. But what are
you going to do when you are starving college student. Literally...
Anyway, after the introduction to reality, (again), I was forced to
fall back to MAJCOM headquarters in Vero Beach, Florida. Once again
im stuck in small town America, surrounded by the white devil. The
nearest place that is worthwhile drinking at just happens to be a
saloon. Believe it or not.
Since April 2004, I have been working with an old childhood friend and
schoolmate in High School, Jurgen Schwanitz. Him and his father have
been running a successful computer repair shop for over 10 years.
Jurgen bailed me out and gave me a job. It was not a complete
handout, but since my degree is in a indirectly related field, he gave
me the nod anyway.
Since then im working with old fart's computers every day. It would
not be so bad, except for they are all cheap bastards with at least a
few million in the account. "Don't format this", "Don't loose my AOL
that..." Its frikin annoying, but whacha gonna do, im in the service
industry.
Well, thats about it. I'm still womanless, not that there is that
much to pick from down here... And the urge to leave the nest is
stronger than ever. I thought things were bad here when i was 19.
Its worse when you are 28. Lady Luck truly loves giving me both
barrels up the arse when it comes to good luck....
Anyway, take care guys, more to come later.

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