i’ve been sick again (no, i’m not preggers), which is completely a new turn on things in my life. i’m almost never sick, but twice in the last month, its happened to me. much to the excitement of my friends and co-workers, i even lost my voice. trying to grunt out or point to everything wasnt exactly my idea of fun, and hopefully its passed.
i had written down a list of things i had wanted to write about. problem? i lost the list. so we’re pretty much going to have to go from memory.
i’ve talked about my customers at work before, so you know that my clientele isnt what anyone would describe as ‘cream of the crop’. basically, retards and rednecks. so saying this, it probably shouldnt have amused me (as much as it did) when some latin man entered my store wearing a ballcap with two roosters fighting. thats right. a cockfight on his hat. you can’t get any accidently queerer than that, guys. not that actual rooster fighting is intrinsic of homosexuality. the double entendre is enough for me to not put something like that so close to my face.
i walked past a co-worker of mine eating lunch last week. he had removed his teeth to eat. you would think that the polite thing to do would be to discreetly hide the teeth as not to cause a stir, but no. no teeth, babbling loudly with his mouth full, and a complete set of dentures laying on his desk for all to gaze upon. 1. it was disgusting 2. i wanted to steal them to hide them. i have a problem with hiding other peoples things, usually keys. imagine the workplace hijinks when someone loses his toofsies.
i first started playing as a little something to do to pass the time. now? i fucking dream about it. like every night. its dumb, i know. i went from dork to uberdork when i got hooked on this game.
i was invited to go out drinking with Kelly and Andrea twice in the last week or two, both times falling apart. once because the girls drink very early (and i was doing laundry when they were throwing them back), and the other at the fault of a christian band. they really do ruin everything. been looking to get out of the house recently to do something, staying inside playing that damn game happens way too much. today, i’m invited to a friends BBQ thing, and i’m hell bent on making an appearance if only to say i left the house on my weekend.
i miss you all. you? start writing more, i read when i’m online. shut up, there is too a double standard.
