Don't Tell Me That Shit, I'm Eatin'

Right. I found that song by those girls whom sing rock style. But I can't find, "Where You Been," by, "Dinosaur Jr." Fucking I Tunes. If I remember, that was a good record, but alas, I Tunes hates me. Then I drank some beers and fell asleep. I woke up to some soft core porno on Cinemax and was too tired to watch so I just turned it off and went back to sleep.
My officer basic course started today and fortunately there are women, and yes, they set the standard for ugliness. One of them doesn’t even have a jaw. It's gross. Funny thing is, I'm not even supposed to be here. But in the infinite wisdom of the Army I have to be in this branch for one year. One soul-crushing defeat after another.
So I have been eating jalapeños by the truckload.
I got a call from a friend of mine whom I attended OCS with. He is buying a car like mine. Fucking sweet. Everyone should have my pimp shit.
Not much is going on. I am looking forward to the four-day-weekend I have coming up. But to be honest I am so unmotivated that I will just sit around. I hate going out even more than I hate staying in. I think I may need some help.