OK, some days are doomed to be remembered as "cock sucking days"... and lo and behold, this is one of 'em...
So... this blogsterbation is reserved for a day that has, so far, sucked major cock!
It starts innocently enough with the typical wake up and pee thing, then I move to the shower... still not too bad, at least I'm "clean" now.
Then I meet with a pool contractor... (yes I'm in clothing by now) this is where I start to feel the day start to turn.
This piece of shit is trying to tell me that the problem with the area around my pool is that the concrete is old... blah, blah, blah... no shit sherlock! The fucking concrete has some kid's name scrawled in it right next to "1965"... go fucking figure... old... fuck me! Like he thought it was new when we started... anyways, gets to the end and wants me to pay him more money to fix the job he hasn't even finished yet (staining my concrete to look like something other than the public pool)... I'm gonna kill him... plain and simple...
SO... I go get the camera (like you do) and proceed to photograph the entire area and all his fuck ups just so he doesn't get any funny ideas.
He leaves.
I turn to go back in my house, only to realize that the fucking door locked behind me and my daily routine hadn't quite gotten to the point where I put keys in my pocket yet...
Fuck me again...
I spend the next hour and a half breaking into my own house (at least now I know what to do)...
Insert laughter here...
Then I get stuck in mid-day traffic out to fucking Riverside and finally get to my job around lunch time.
Don't get to eat, because I've got meetings backed up and everybody's mad that I'm late.
Go fuck yourself... (them, not you, unless you're a worthless turd that can't think for yourself... then fuck you too!)
Blah, blah, blah, piss and moan... day goes on and I finally get home to find out that my fucking ambulance trip from my last hockey "accident" isn't covered by my insurance... neither is the fire department showing up and doing nothing... go figure. Have to give that one to HR... otherwise I'm gonna end up on the news.
Now I just type it all out here for you to enjoy... hope yours has been better than mine!
Food and booze to come... film at 11
Might want to start a bail money pot for me...
just sayin...
So... this blogsterbation is reserved for a day that has, so far, sucked major cock!
It starts innocently enough with the typical wake up and pee thing, then I move to the shower... still not too bad, at least I'm "clean" now.
Then I meet with a pool contractor... (yes I'm in clothing by now) this is where I start to feel the day start to turn.
This piece of shit is trying to tell me that the problem with the area around my pool is that the concrete is old... blah, blah, blah... no shit sherlock! The fucking concrete has some kid's name scrawled in it right next to "1965"... go fucking figure... old... fuck me! Like he thought it was new when we started... anyways, gets to the end and wants me to pay him more money to fix the job he hasn't even finished yet (staining my concrete to look like something other than the public pool)... I'm gonna kill him... plain and simple...
SO... I go get the camera (like you do) and proceed to photograph the entire area and all his fuck ups just so he doesn't get any funny ideas.
He leaves.
I turn to go back in my house, only to realize that the fucking door locked behind me and my daily routine hadn't quite gotten to the point where I put keys in my pocket yet...
Fuck me again...
I spend the next hour and a half breaking into my own house (at least now I know what to do)...
Insert laughter here...
Then I get stuck in mid-day traffic out to fucking Riverside and finally get to my job around lunch time.
Don't get to eat, because I've got meetings backed up and everybody's mad that I'm late.
Go fuck yourself... (them, not you, unless you're a worthless turd that can't think for yourself... then fuck you too!)
Blah, blah, blah, piss and moan... day goes on and I finally get home to find out that my fucking ambulance trip from my last hockey "accident" isn't covered by my insurance... neither is the fire department showing up and doing nothing... go figure. Have to give that one to HR... otherwise I'm gonna end up on the news.
Now I just type it all out here for you to enjoy... hope yours has been better than mine!
Food and booze to come... film at 11
Might want to start a bail money pot for me...
just sayin...
mrs_misha:
I'm sorry sweetie.
urblueygrl:
that sucks, but at least you got a story to tell... believe me i understand i couldnt write a few novels with the stories i have to tell. Hope your days get better, and hope you like the site 