I apologized profusely. Situation taken care of, almost immediately. I just have a big mouth. I know it's obnoxious and I've been tagged as 'insensitive' for years and years.
I'm mostly okay with that, I guess.
I'm emailing this blog home from work again. Today I have overtime, and then I get to go home and watch The Sopranos while Hillary goes to her (thank God) shrink.
"Why don't I want to do it with my boyfriend?"
"Why do you think you don't want to do it with your boyfriend?"
"Maybe because he's so goddamn whiny about my not wanting to do it with him."
Bah.
Only three or four episodes left of The Sopranos. I can't believe it. Life, as I know it, is over.
I went to the gym this morning before work. I was there for 40 minutes? It was a gay little workout but it was a workout nonetheless. I at least moved my body around for a bit and listened to another AJ Jacobs interview podcast.
I love that nasally little voice and the repeated little quips that he's already done in other interviews and that I've seen him do in person.
I ate at a Cuban restaurant for lunch. I love going to Cuban restaurants and ordering a cheeseburger. They're huge and abusive and they come full of those hard little fries that come in a can. I poured a load of ketchup and hot sauce on the thing. I killed it.
So far, it hasn't killed me.
This year is almost over. Today is the three hundred fifty-third day of the year.
Best movie I've seen so far this year:
No Country for Old Men
Worst movie I've seen so far this year:
The Simpsons
I've worked at Kelly Tractor all year.
I kept a second job for the first month of the year.
Earlier this year I fell into a relatively deep depression and got myself a new shrink.
I've been on medication all year, too. That's new.
I got tested for HIV again this year (negative, by the way).
I discovered Battlestar Galactica this year.
I didn't get into any car accidents this year.
Bah. This sucks.
Everyone go pour love on Elizagirl and TigerAngel
ps-
tonight was the final episode of Journeyman. Fuck you, television.
I'm mostly okay with that, I guess.
I'm emailing this blog home from work again. Today I have overtime, and then I get to go home and watch The Sopranos while Hillary goes to her (thank God) shrink.
"Why don't I want to do it with my boyfriend?"
"Why do you think you don't want to do it with your boyfriend?"
"Maybe because he's so goddamn whiny about my not wanting to do it with him."
Bah.
Only three or four episodes left of The Sopranos. I can't believe it. Life, as I know it, is over.
I went to the gym this morning before work. I was there for 40 minutes? It was a gay little workout but it was a workout nonetheless. I at least moved my body around for a bit and listened to another AJ Jacobs interview podcast.
I love that nasally little voice and the repeated little quips that he's already done in other interviews and that I've seen him do in person.
I ate at a Cuban restaurant for lunch. I love going to Cuban restaurants and ordering a cheeseburger. They're huge and abusive and they come full of those hard little fries that come in a can. I poured a load of ketchup and hot sauce on the thing. I killed it.
So far, it hasn't killed me.
This year is almost over. Today is the three hundred fifty-third day of the year.
Best movie I've seen so far this year:
No Country for Old Men
Worst movie I've seen so far this year:
The Simpsons
I've worked at Kelly Tractor all year.
I kept a second job for the first month of the year.
Earlier this year I fell into a relatively deep depression and got myself a new shrink.
I've been on medication all year, too. That's new.
I got tested for HIV again this year (negative, by the way).
I discovered Battlestar Galactica this year.
I didn't get into any car accidents this year.
Bah. This sucks.
Everyone go pour love on Elizagirl and TigerAngel
ps-
tonight was the final episode of Journeyman. Fuck you, television.
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