ironbhr

"hey benny! can i kill this asshole?"
"who? oh dougie. yeah sure."

i've been thinking of that line all day of course a gun is draw and poor dougie finally stops running his mouth.

i'm often amazed of what i think about at work. of course for the past five weeks or so (since i got back from tx that is) my thoughts have been comsumed pretty much by the same thing. sam, work, sam, paying bills, sam. yeah yeah yeah i'm smiten what can i say.

it was so nice to sit outside today at work. the only thing better then leaving early (even better if paid for the time) is being able to sit out side in the sun and be comfortable. not too hot. no humidity. very nice.

just because i act like a hard ass doesn't mean that i am one. remember this- the warrior class of ancient japan, the samurai, was also one of, if not the, most cultured of classes. so what if a driven young man such as myself wants to stop and stare at the flowers or the sky. isn't that what good old fredrick nietsche was talking about when he went on his "uber mench" rant. the over man would be a man who admitts and embraces his passions. it's this cultured outlook on life that let's us fully live.

of course it would be better if i got more then 5 hours of sleep each night. and eating is a good idea i hear. damnit where's a nice girl that reminds me of my mother to take care of me when i need her? oh right.....denver...

and now it's raining...what a wonderful way to cap off a gorgeous day. now show us them boobies! (nooch)