devilbear

I'm almost nocturnal after working predominantly graveyard shifts at a homeless shelter. Not my favorite gig ever, not my ideal job either, but it lines my wallet. I have to go back to normal shifts, so it might be weird for awhile. Beer, my usual companion, hath grown away from me, I haven't the time for it really, but I try to fit it in, that's how pool halls work for me. I'm looking to either get an english bulldog or a girlfriend, I haven't decided yet. I'll always have time for a dog, but a girl has a little more energy and might take more time, strange hours even. I also need to get my blood drawn, and apparently the clinic doesn't like it when you do it yourself, so I have to go in and get it done. So between dogs, blood and beer, I'm wandering through a confusing life right now, I'll make a movie of it one day I'm sure.