deckwreck

I'm tired as hell.

Last night at work Sprint kept fucking up this guy's activation. I mean over and over. By the time everything was finally done, he'd been in the store for two and a half hours and it was 9:50. That's almost an hour after we close, kids.

So, naturally, after a stressful day at work and after the realization that I had neither work nor class today, I headed home and hung out with some friends. But, shocker of shockers, we didn't go out drinking. Instead, we played Scrabble until the wee hours of the morning. It was awesome.

Flux gave me a copy of "Pink Flag" by Wire a few weeks ago. I finally got around to listening to it (read: quit listening to Against Me, Joy Division, Hot Snakes, or the new Blood Brothers for long enough to try something new) today, and it is pretty durn cool.

My friend Luke actually has a copy of Dee Dee Ramone's hip hop record, "Dee Dee King." I first learned of this beast while watching "End of The Century" the other day. I will aquire a copy, and place it with pride next to my copy of "Fieldy's Dreams," which, for you poor, deprived bastards out there, is a hip hop record put out by Fieldy, the bass player from Korn. Up til now, it held the title of most hilarious thing I own, but I think Dee Dee King might just eclipse it.

I spent today drawing and doing laundry. Awesome.

Oh, and it's time for a new profile picture. I've had this one for nearly a year. But don't worry; any new picture will certainly feature me in some hilarious state of drunkeness elicited purely for your amusement. Any suggestions?

Oh, and I suppose it's appropriate to throw out some Thanksgiving cheese to the masses, so I just wanted to say that without the unstoppable combination of my friends and beer life would be far less interesting. In fact, it would probably suck. A lot. So yeah, my friends rule. That is all.