I work so hard for no money.
Check out my faux-job here*.
An excellent weekend involving billbraskey, cliff drinking and Faux Jean. Mmm, beer.
I'm re-reading 1984, first time since 9th grade.
Damned tornado sirens went off not long ago. And here I was just about ready for the walk home.
In spite of being generally too warm outside, it's way too cold in here. Air conditioning always fucking overshoots the mark.
That is all.
*I should point out that on this website I review as SinBoldly, a neat little phrase I've stolen from Garrison Keillor.
Check out my faux-job here*.
An excellent weekend involving billbraskey, cliff drinking and Faux Jean. Mmm, beer.
I'm re-reading 1984, first time since 9th grade.
Damned tornado sirens went off not long ago. And here I was just about ready for the walk home.
In spite of being generally too warm outside, it's way too cold in here. Air conditioning always fucking overshoots the mark.
That is all.
*I should point out that on this website I review as SinBoldly, a neat little phrase I've stolen from Garrison Keillor.
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is it like cliff diving but you do a shot on the way down?
I am really leaning toward young recklessness too. The bike is currently the frontrunner.