I Poop on Your Deck
Ok so I had a good day at work last night. I was tired as hell for the first 4 hours but then I talked to a few people on the phone and said some crazy shit to them and now I feel great. The problem with that is that I am now wide awake and I have to be in Fresno by 4pm or so, which is fine. I can't wait for that. I'm taking Moxy out to get pumpkins and to a sweet ass restaurant in Fresno, which I haven't been to in like 47 million light years.
It's a bad ass place I can't wait.
And then I got this noob from work who wants a tattoo from Bobbysox and I am like WTF. This weirdo looks up to me somehow since I got a tattoo and now wants one of his own which is cool in some way I guess. He is planning to get it this weekend. I guess I will probably be there for it and laugh in hysterisis as he wriths in fucking pain. I'm going to recomend no numbing just for fun. The dude's a cool kid. He's just warped out of his fucking mind.
Anyway, I need to lay my ass down. I'm starting to lose my mind. I'm staring at my video game collection again wondering wtf I should play. I have so many of them and now I wanna get fallout 3, but I still haven't beat Mass Effect or GTA 4 which are incredibly long games. I think I will do the responsible thing for once in my demented existence and actually hold off on buying any new games for awhile. That would be strage behaviour for me, but it's probably a good idea. I'm usualy all about randomly spending money, but lately I have been moving with intent. Something great happened to me that has me grounded. I feel more centered and true. Like I am in control.
Sometimes I would find myself getting a little screw headed and rediculous and it surfaces from time to time, but for the most part it's subsided completly. I feel great minus all the tiredness from work, but that comes with the territory. Hopefully that will improve when I go to day shift next week. It's going to be hell resetting my sleep schedule but I am going to do it with the help of some major snuggle-bunnying, hopefully. *evil snicker*
Anyway, yeah. Life...blah blah...life.
How the hell am I going to sleep today? I already medicated with some NyQuil but it hasn't done shit. I am staring at this PoS computer ready to head butt the monitor for no reason. I feel electricaly wired like I have a thousand tiny trons passing through my blood, like I could touch a piece of metal and discharge. Introspection is a beautiful thing.
Ok I'm going to bed. I can't wait for dinner and pumpkins and I can't wait for a hunted house this weekend or to dress up in my bad ass costume. For those who haven't seen it check Moxy's blog. SHe has all kinds of bad ass pics from the night. We had such a great time and the paint will be even better on Friday night. It's going to bad ass. I still haven't figured out if we're passing out candy or actually going out, but it should still be fun. Last holloween, I just remembered I wore a slipknot mask to a bar and just shot pool and some random bar slut tried to do the upside down spiderman kiss on me, which was weird....I blocked that out of my memory somehow.
Oh yeah that's right....bed....bed....I need bed.
Goodnight Suicide Freaks.
Ok so I had a good day at work last night. I was tired as hell for the first 4 hours but then I talked to a few people on the phone and said some crazy shit to them and now I feel great. The problem with that is that I am now wide awake and I have to be in Fresno by 4pm or so, which is fine. I can't wait for that. I'm taking Moxy out to get pumpkins and to a sweet ass restaurant in Fresno, which I haven't been to in like 47 million light years.
It's a bad ass place I can't wait.
And then I got this noob from work who wants a tattoo from Bobbysox and I am like WTF. This weirdo looks up to me somehow since I got a tattoo and now wants one of his own which is cool in some way I guess. He is planning to get it this weekend. I guess I will probably be there for it and laugh in hysterisis as he wriths in fucking pain. I'm going to recomend no numbing just for fun. The dude's a cool kid. He's just warped out of his fucking mind.
Anyway, I need to lay my ass down. I'm starting to lose my mind. I'm staring at my video game collection again wondering wtf I should play. I have so many of them and now I wanna get fallout 3, but I still haven't beat Mass Effect or GTA 4 which are incredibly long games. I think I will do the responsible thing for once in my demented existence and actually hold off on buying any new games for awhile. That would be strage behaviour for me, but it's probably a good idea. I'm usualy all about randomly spending money, but lately I have been moving with intent. Something great happened to me that has me grounded. I feel more centered and true. Like I am in control.
Sometimes I would find myself getting a little screw headed and rediculous and it surfaces from time to time, but for the most part it's subsided completly. I feel great minus all the tiredness from work, but that comes with the territory. Hopefully that will improve when I go to day shift next week. It's going to be hell resetting my sleep schedule but I am going to do it with the help of some major snuggle-bunnying, hopefully. *evil snicker*
Anyway, yeah. Life...blah blah...life.
How the hell am I going to sleep today? I already medicated with some NyQuil but it hasn't done shit. I am staring at this PoS computer ready to head butt the monitor for no reason. I feel electricaly wired like I have a thousand tiny trons passing through my blood, like I could touch a piece of metal and discharge. Introspection is a beautiful thing.
Ok I'm going to bed. I can't wait for dinner and pumpkins and I can't wait for a hunted house this weekend or to dress up in my bad ass costume. For those who haven't seen it check Moxy's blog. SHe has all kinds of bad ass pics from the night. We had such a great time and the paint will be even better on Friday night. It's going to bad ass. I still haven't figured out if we're passing out candy or actually going out, but it should still be fun. Last holloween, I just remembered I wore a slipknot mask to a bar and just shot pool and some random bar slut tried to do the upside down spiderman kiss on me, which was weird....I blocked that out of my memory somehow.
Oh yeah that's right....bed....bed....I need bed.
Goodnight Suicide Freaks.