Spinach and artichoke dip is fucking yummy.
Work was all right, I guess. At one point, I almost snapped... I was like, "Someone else do this shit, I'm going to take a break. I can't do this fucking goddamn shit.". So I went and had a cigarette. After that, everything was fine. I don't know... When I went in today, something was just wrong in my mind. Ah well. Fuck it. Shit is good now, hopefully. If not, I honestly don't care. No co-workers got pissed, nor did any customers, so all is good as far as I'm concerned.
I skated around with one of my co-workers after work. He's been asking about skating and such for the last two or three weeks, so I burned him some skate videos and I guess he's really into it. He pushed around the parking lot at work for the better part of an hour trying to manual/ollie/shove-it... If you're going to try to do the same three tricks for almost an hour, I'd assume that there's some kind of dedication there, ot at least an overwhelming desire to learn.
After we left, I went downtown to skate some more. Hit up the parking garage. You just don't know how uncomfortable it is to slam the entire left side of your body into cold, cold, super-smooth concrete. If you're not "totally there", it'll snap you the fuck out of whatever daze you happen to be in. That's for damn sure. So I skated around, did nothing, did some half-ass grinds (because I suck) and hung out with some other skater kids I saw downtown, all of which I've never met before in my life.
It's nice to know that something that will net you a $100 ticket from the fucking police has a way of bringing people together like that... Wow, that sounds painfully hippie-ish, right there. Fuck all that shit. Erase those sentiments from your mind, right now. Instead, let's all agree that skateboarding is the shit because it's fun to break/destroy things. Stairs. Ledges. Curbs. Benches. Shopping carts.
That's more like it.
Anyway, I'm going to be a dork and probably play World of Warcraft until I get tired and pass out. Thank-fucking-god that I'm off of work the next two days. I would lose my mind if I had to go there tomorrow.
Fuck the holidays. Fuck Christmas shoppers. Fuck arrogant military people. Fuck their stupid little kids and their stupid fucking demanding, rude-as-fuck wives as well. I hate all of them. I would love to be able to stop time, if only to punch random people in the face... (Sarcasm, people... Not really serious...)
And last but not least, fuck all those holier-than-thou people who feel the need to purchase student Bibles, The Chronicles of Narnia, and anything by Michael Savage, and then look at me funny because you can see through my ear-holes. Those people just annoy the fuck out of me. There's nothing wrong with the Bible. There's nothing wrong with Narnia. (There is so, so much wrong with Michael Savage, though...). Just don't bring all three up to buy at the same time... Don't be that person...
Just had to vent there for a bit. Sorry. I apologize. Anyway...
Happy holidays... Hahahahahahahahaha... See ya.
-Chris-
Work was all right, I guess. At one point, I almost snapped... I was like, "Someone else do this shit, I'm going to take a break. I can't do this fucking goddamn shit.". So I went and had a cigarette. After that, everything was fine. I don't know... When I went in today, something was just wrong in my mind. Ah well. Fuck it. Shit is good now, hopefully. If not, I honestly don't care. No co-workers got pissed, nor did any customers, so all is good as far as I'm concerned.
I skated around with one of my co-workers after work. He's been asking about skating and such for the last two or three weeks, so I burned him some skate videos and I guess he's really into it. He pushed around the parking lot at work for the better part of an hour trying to manual/ollie/shove-it... If you're going to try to do the same three tricks for almost an hour, I'd assume that there's some kind of dedication there, ot at least an overwhelming desire to learn.
After we left, I went downtown to skate some more. Hit up the parking garage. You just don't know how uncomfortable it is to slam the entire left side of your body into cold, cold, super-smooth concrete. If you're not "totally there", it'll snap you the fuck out of whatever daze you happen to be in. That's for damn sure. So I skated around, did nothing, did some half-ass grinds (because I suck) and hung out with some other skater kids I saw downtown, all of which I've never met before in my life.
It's nice to know that something that will net you a $100 ticket from the fucking police has a way of bringing people together like that... Wow, that sounds painfully hippie-ish, right there. Fuck all that shit. Erase those sentiments from your mind, right now. Instead, let's all agree that skateboarding is the shit because it's fun to break/destroy things. Stairs. Ledges. Curbs. Benches. Shopping carts.
That's more like it.
Anyway, I'm going to be a dork and probably play World of Warcraft until I get tired and pass out. Thank-fucking-god that I'm off of work the next two days. I would lose my mind if I had to go there tomorrow.
Fuck the holidays. Fuck Christmas shoppers. Fuck arrogant military people. Fuck their stupid little kids and their stupid fucking demanding, rude-as-fuck wives as well. I hate all of them. I would love to be able to stop time, if only to punch random people in the face... (Sarcasm, people... Not really serious...)
And last but not least, fuck all those holier-than-thou people who feel the need to purchase student Bibles, The Chronicles of Narnia, and anything by Michael Savage, and then look at me funny because you can see through my ear-holes. Those people just annoy the fuck out of me. There's nothing wrong with the Bible. There's nothing wrong with Narnia. (There is so, so much wrong with Michael Savage, though...). Just don't bring all three up to buy at the same time... Don't be that person...
Just had to vent there for a bit. Sorry. I apologize. Anyway...
Happy holidays... Hahahahahahahahaha... See ya.
-Chris-