another day another reminder of my miserable existance

Hello again! How is everyone? I'm getting ready to go to work and hating every second of it, I'm sure most people would love to drive 2 and 1/2 hours to go and work for a company run by complete morons. Myself, not so much. Im' sure most of you have had this revelation by now, but for those who are still in the dark, the real word sucks, and 99% percent of us are not in any way prepared for said world. Remeber when our thoughts were filled with hope, and big dreams of fame and/or fortune. I recently have stumbled upon a great respect for parents, and some of the stupid crap they did for us growing up. Let me tell you where this stumbling occured. It was at none other than the immensely overpriced, white trash infested, soul strangling, Gibson County Fair. That's right folks, red neck central, complete with fair fish, demolition derby, and country music. Looking back at my childhood and our yearly trips to said fair, I can't believe my parents would give in to my begging and pleading to go to this hellhole of a fair. It's interesting how different we view these trip when it's our hard earned money that is funding them. Things become a lot less enjoyable when your bank account is being raped in the process. I say all this as a way of thanking all of our parents and prodding others to adopt a greater appreciation for the people who suffered through such horrible things so we could have a few moments of fun. Enjoy your week and I'll will bore you with my ramblings another time.