I Woke Up Screaming "Fuck The World"

So, what random haggard circumstances have propped up to keep me from being happy at this time?

• My laptop's been held up in production over a cash flow problem (read: they want an honest-to-Jebus wire transfer as opposed to an electronic bill payment). This was ultimately resolved, but by the time that happened, some part or another was on back order.


• The biggest bitch in my division (who just happens to be a second-class) got posted to my duty section. As my supervisor. Just what I needed before the Big Summer Deployment.


• And now we've got the prospect of a Fall Deployment.

Pay no attention to the man wearing the huge happy hat.

Song of the Indeterminate Time Period, 2 May 2K5

(A bad day at the shack brings us this little number...)

So you've been to school for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In Daddy's car, thinkin' you'll go far
Back east, your kind don't crawl
Play ethnic-y jazz to parade your snazz
On your five-grand stereo
Braggin' that you know how the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Brace yourself, my dear...

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-bellied sneech, you suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch, so you can get rich
But your boss gets richer on you
Well, you'll work harder with a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers 'til you starve
Then your head's skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son
What you need, my son...

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol! Pot! Pol! Pot! Pol! Pot! Pol! Pot!
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot...

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul
Pol Pot!

-- Dead Kennedys
"Holiday In Cambodia"
Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables (1980)