Last night was the 1st Saturday night off for me in like 8 months. I went up to Steve's pad for some beer and they were cooking up some bratwurst and other meats out on the grill. Their gas was turned off so they are referring to themselves as "urban frontiersmen" now. I got so drunk I decided to crash on the couch, and there was some bad-ass windstorms that kept blowing the door open violently and waking me from my drunken slumber. Also this guy Sam was fucking this girl in the next room and she, at times, got loud. That was distracting because I knew that girl was hot (dancer's body, whoa) and it's been a long time since I have had any action. Now here I am on Sunday, with a bellyfull of biscuits & gravy and I need to buy screws at the hardware store for the art I stole yesterday. I need a new cactus to help keep all the other cacti company when I'm out drinking. I need to listen to some Television records.
Here's a short list of potential destinations:
-NYC (shout out to the Ding Dong lounge!)
-Bay Area (I heart riding the BART)
-Philly (a shout out to Tattooed Mom!)
-LA area (am I crazy?)
-Portland (not Maine)
-Boston (never ever been there)
-DC (but that place is fucking full of assholes)
-Miami (I look good in pastel leisure suits)
-Honolulu (no explanation needed)
I got like 6 months left on my contract, and unless I get some sort of big-ass raise, or more guaranteed time off, I'm fucking GONE! Waiting sucks.
Here's a short list of potential destinations:
-NYC (shout out to the Ding Dong lounge!)
-Bay Area (I heart riding the BART)
-Philly (a shout out to Tattooed Mom!)
-LA area (am I crazy?)
-Portland (not Maine)
-Boston (never ever been there)
-DC (but that place is fucking full of assholes)
-Miami (I look good in pastel leisure suits)
-Honolulu (no explanation needed)
I got like 6 months left on my contract, and unless I get some sort of big-ass raise, or more guaranteed time off, I'm fucking GONE! Waiting sucks.
complainey:
thanks so much for saying that on my journal. 
scattershot:
you're name reminds me of a bit on the simpsons, for some reason they were trying to prove homer was a liar and the lawyer says, "we have this tape of his pants on fire" it was hilarious.