  So as we can see, I have a new template! I have no idea what I did to my page last Friday, but whatever it was, it fucked up my shit royally. Since I am HTML illiterate, I did what any blogging amateur doesI chucked the whole thing and started over. Honestly, I like it better now. All of that dark blue was hurting my eyes. And the print was small and everyone had the same template and wellthis is a much more grown up looking site for my shit slinging entries.
Here are two conversations that happened today. You figure out which one was had by a four year old girl and her 6 year old sister and which one was had by a 26 year old Paul and a 25 year old Joe. First Conversation: Why do you always hurt my feelings? Cuz I hate you. You shouldnt hate people. I cant help who I hate and I hate you.
Then I hate you too. I hope you die. YOU DIE. I hate you and I hope you die. You are not supposed to tell people that you hope they die. To me you are already dead.
Second Conversation: Why do you always hurt my feelings? hahahaha. Do you think this is funny? Stop acting so stupid. What did you just say to me? You get so mad over nothing.
Who do you think you are talking to? Who do you think YOU are talking to? I hate you. Dont say you hate people. But I really do hate you. Do you want me to lie?
Youre a jerk. Im a jerk that hates you. Oh yes. I love looking at my conversation compared with childrens conversations and not being able to tell the difference. Just love it. Paul has been a fucking prick all day.
Ahmad has been a gem all day. Do I need to be slapped in the face every day by senor douchebag in order for me to remember that one of these guys is much more worth it than the other? Its totally ridiculous. And I am totally bored with writing about it. In other news, I am going to be in my first show EVER in NYC. The show is called Stupid Kids and it is extremely cutting edge and powerful.
I have already been cast as one of the lead parts and my stomach clenches in excitement every time I think about it. Today I am going to the park on my lunch break to re-read the script. Since I have moved to NYC, I have been waiting for the moment when I could go to the park and read a script of something that I am working on. Could this be the start of Joe CuttheShits acting career? Yes, I think so. In two weeks, we are auditioning for the last role of the production.
Unfortunately, it is a very hard role to cast. The guy who has to play the part must be overly masculine and comfortable with onstage homosexual kissing (kissing ME!). Its a lot to ask for, but it is a wonderfully challenging role if the right person gets cast. Considering the fact that I am not directing this show, I am a bit nervous as to whom is going to play this part. It is my job as an actor to work with whatever I am given and that I will do. But it would be a much better experience if the group could cast someone who not only fits the part aesthetically, but talent wise as well.
Gosh, I am so excited to be working again! Can someone explain to me why it is has rained every fucking weekend since February? And can someone else explain to me why it is beautifully sunny on every Monday? It is so fucking annoying. I would kill to have a sun-filled weekend. And the person I would kill is you. 
