gentlemancaller

It's 4 a, I just got a phone call, I have to be up for work in an hour and now I'm kinda awake so why not update my journal? At least I crashed somewhat early because of the auction I mentioned going to yesterday. Overall, the thing went pretty well. I sorta made the mistake of wearing flip-flops to the heavy equipment auction and I ended up having to walk around in the dusty, gravely lot all day with essentially bare feet. By the end of the day, my feet looked as bad as a seasoned hippy who had just gotten back from a 4 month stint following the dead! To boot, I also had on a cream colored shirt which was completely dirty and haggard after checking oput all the equipment, but there were tons of dirty rednecks there so I just fit right on in. The best part was probably when I got to moon one of my bosses and a couple of the other workers that were following behind us. then we went to chilis and at a ridiculous amount of food, and I consumed several guinness and a margarita. Fun stuff there... to bad its back to landscape estimates and bullshit tommorrow I think my true calling is to be an auctioneer though. I need a lot of practice, but I think I can do it, and those guys get to travel all over the world talking jiberish! Anyway, I bet I'm talking jiberish right now, so I'd better try to get back to sleep. Only 3 days until the Boston SG par-tay... rock on mutha trucker..... I know I'm a dork