better days
I think that three days is the longest I've gone without posting anything so far.

I have experienced an unprecedented splurge of productivity this last few days due to a lack of internet access. Yes my credit card expired In October and while the new one started right up they cut me off on the first. It seems that the provider was sending late fees to my EV1 email address which I never use and I had forgotten to not, not check. My fault. The withdrawal symptoms were terrible without any internet access to feed my diary-land / porn / random idle surfing addiction.......AND Goddamn it's fucking cold in here! Thursday night it was 60 degrees, Saturday it was EIGHTY and today it's 27!

WHAT THE SHIT?

The big news last Friday was that my family struck gold! Black gold! Texas Tea!!!!

No, really my cousin is getting married, so .... there you go. My 23 year old cousin is getting married and I have yet to have a relationship with a woman longer than 6 months. The last pussy I saw just reminded me that her bowl is down to her last 22 pebbles of cat food. Holy shit she's going to waste away to a wad of fur in the next 34 seconds.

So everything is fine in my land. Everything except for this morning. Ok so I'm running on time this morning and Im not going to be late for work and I put on a light jacket to go to work in and I walk outside and turn to lock in the door and think, " Damn, it's alot colder out here than I thought it was. " As the thought's are leaving my brain, I turn the lock in the door and then inspect the much lighter key that I now have. Then I inspect the lock that is holding the rest of my key. When the helk, (yes I meant helk) did I turn into the Incredible Hulk? KEY BREAK IN DOOR! HULK SMASH! Well I'm not getting the warm coat now. Ah well.

The new marketing director showed up at work today to move his stuff into our room. Damn if he didn't bring an shit-ton of art to hang and sit and lay everywhere. Our design studio is finally starting to LOOK like a design studio. He brought a lot of really disgusting, weird, cool stuff. Also upon my arrival my one and only lackey doesn't show up So I'm going to have to can him tomorrow, not looking forward to that. Aside from the not showing up or calling, he's a really good worker. I'm hoping his excuse is that he's really sick again. He did (quite literally) die two months ago from pneumonia. TWICE. I'm very serious, HE FUCKING DIED ON THE TABLE WHEN HIS ORGANS STARTED TO SHUT DOWN FROM PNEUMONIA. If you get sick, go to the doctor people. His wife actually had to drag him to the ambulance. I hope he's not sick or dead or under a wheat thresher or something, but I don't want to fire him either. He'll be ok though, I hear his wife is about to inherit a nursing home chain from her grandma. But damn he's a good worker when he's there and I hate to train new people. Fuck.

Thats the news, cousins getting married, I'm a lonely bastard, my cats a fat bastard, I'm addicted to the internet, I gotta shit-can someone tomorrow, and I got half a goddamn key in my pocket.

What a scrumtruliscent last three days

2004-01-05 8:48 p.m.



I'm hearing : "Too much blood in my alchohol"---Coil

I'm eating : nothing

I want : my neck to stop hurting

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