Cool like that…

I have come to the conclusion that my apartment…actually likes being messy..

Spent the whole of yesterday cleaning, and today it is all messed up. I think it just likes being messy. I am not one for confrontation, so I wont mess* with it.

Then again…. Maybe it just wants me to stay single

* No pun intended

Stress

Having trouble getting my super villainy taken seriously…

2 sumn in the morning. I am hungry, have cans of Tuna in my cabinet, can’t eat it.

Working with some elderly gentleman, at work… What’s ur name he asks “Tunga” I reply… “Oh Tuna” he says, tired and impatient “yes” I reply…

Turns out everyone was listening, Big Tuna they call me now…

Been three months, I have tried flipping it to the newbie’s….“ Yeah Tuna… you knw, Dophins, like free Willy, ‘big Tuna’, get it get it get it?”…

Has not worked, I hate it.

I cannot eat Tuna, without someone saying something. Someone goes to subway walks in and says, “Hey Tuna... guess what I got”.

Initially my first order of business, as ruler supreme was going to be to outlaw Lite beers, but now I think it will be to ban Tuna.