apologees

time for my biweekly sucidegirls update, i suppose. i'm getting pretty slack with all this bloglike thingiemajiggie stuff, but it goes well with my rapidly decreasing vocabulary, so it all works together to reflect my newfound holistic approach to doing nothing and drinking beer when i get bored...

cooking out tommorow, i think. my roommates informed me of this fact 2 days ago. "ok, sounds fun." got 2 cases of beer and bottle of vodka on way home. wonder how much of that will see tommorow...

can't stop listening to credence clearwater revival right now. i like phogaArtie. he is good.

(obligatory work related story for to prove my manhood ahead...) i am sore. it is because i thought it would be easier to pull this 300+ lb steel beam off my truck. easier than undoing the straps and letting someone take it off with a forklift (like any normal person that didn't have issues with his manliness like i do would). also, i think i did it because, when i look down at my log sheet with all the weights of the shit i am delivering, 300 lbs doesnt seem like that much. especially not when it's the smallest thing on my truck (it was next to something that weighed 2000+ lbs). buts, anyways...i toss it off, and break a sweat and am immediately sore again (and will remain sore for another 3 days).

fishing was fun. actually, i didnt go fishing. i went drinking. i slept in a tent and a camper by the lake. i went swimming in the lake. i let me gf meet my supernice friends i grew up with that i love like family. she wasnt putoff by their superhardcore southern accents like i thought she might be. all was well. then i got laid sunday morning while the dew fell on the tent. it was nice. spent too much money though. which brings me to my last thingiemajiggamaboo to talk about:

i am poor. send money, please.

thanks bye.