there there is actually a pretty good song. this new radiohead isnt as bland as i thought at first.

i started the process of selling my soul today. thats right, my first day on the job at good ole dell (incorporated now). first impressions? definitely not a fan of cor...no, forget the euphemisms, i cant stand corporate fucking america. but i got to play with wires and cables today, that was cool. i know its like inking the pen for that satanic contract, but a g gots to get paid. the job itself and the people i work with aint that bad...its just all the protocol, conformity, and...well shit, the adultness of it all.
you know, im probably just nervous and its coming out as some silly attitude where i can be displeased and easily feel removed from, and therefore less nervous aboot it all... NO!! FIGHT IT!!! YOU ARE A GLORIOUS INDIVIDUAL SNOWFLAKE!!!
I see this post as kind of sealing my fate...think about it...it just seems unlikely that in a few years from now I'll be sitting back in my fat leather chair where I get paid millions of dollars, reading this old post going, 'silly me! i cant believe i didnt do this sooner!'. so yea...my soul might still be safe...

isn't it strange how the good dreams are sometimes the worst? haunting every moment yer awake, aware, but away from the safety only your subconscious can comprehend.