"I Worked my fingers to the bone, and i wont let you stop me going up. why do you have to make it so obvious,"janes addiction
2007-03-15, 6:33 p.m.

So, i'm working. it's cool how independent i am at my job, and how much discretion i get to use with what i do. I get so much responsibility for a college student, and i can handle it, and it suites me you know? Any other job i would suck at because there's too much structure. btw. I just finished reading fast food nation. MY GOD. i worked fast food for all of two days, and i had no idea how fucking corrupt the buisness is. i mean, i know it's bad, but i'm going to put fast food right up there alongside walmart. i haven't been to mcdonalds in longer than a year, and i try to steer clear of other fast food, though it's tough.
that book was more motivation though.
from how they treat their employees, especially those who dont speak english, to how they treat their customers, and their food providers . . .well, in anycase, the economy is a complicated thing. i understand that, it's just disheartening that our government doesnt take the time to help out the independent business man. Capitalism is great in the short term, but at the level it rules here in america, well, the crumbling of our nation is all too apparent, and i believe a shift towards socialistic practices in economy is in order. i need to do more research though, to work out the semantics.

back to work.

love these lyrics. Janes addiction "obvious"

Hey, you don't know me!
You don't know me
But you just keep on looking at me down low.
Oh no!

Digging something up...
Digging something up...
Always digging something up...
Oh no!

Hey you! I don't know you.
I don't even want to,
But you just keep looking at me down low.
Oh no!

Digging something up...
Digging something up...
Always digging something up...
Oh no!

And you make it so...
Make it so obvious...
Hey you! Fools don't fit in
The boots that I tread in,
But you just keep on looking at me down low.
Oh no!

Digging something up...
Digging something up...
Always digging something up...
Oh no!

And you make it so...
But do you get it?
Make it so...
You never get it.
You got to owe me something
Before you know what is joke and what is up.
I worked my fingers to the bone
And I won't let you stop me going up.

Why do you have to make it
So-so-so-so-so obvious
Oh no... Oh no... Oh no... Oh no...