It was my mother's birthday Friday so I was looking at all the cards she got from her friends and co-workers and I thought of something amusing. See one of the cards she received was from her employer's outsourced employee benefits company. This reminded me of my last birthday when I received a birthday greeting card from of all places, my life insurance company. It really seems somewhat off to me to get a card from a partial organisation like that. I mean really all the card needed to say was, "thanks for not dying so we do not have to pay out to your beneficiary." Perhaps that is just the slight twinge of bitterness toward the "American dream" cum corporate monopoly.
In other news, Lou Perlman can suck my dick for laying my friend off. Actually, I take that back. I would not let that fat fuck near me with a ten-foot pole. I hope all three-hundred of his pending lawsuits work out just fine for him that prick.
Finally, to the middle-aged bearded man who cut me off in traffic today, yet honked and gave me the finger, go fuck yourself.
I am not in a bad mood. Seriously. Just fed up with a few things.