rodhazard

Well today sucked.
Got up this morning and checked the info on my jury duty notice, thought it was tomorrow, apparently it was yesterday. Work was extra hellish, boring and stressful.

The only thing I have to vent my frustrations on at work is Kyle. Kyle is over-excitable and annoying. Kyle is mormon. I'm not usually a mean person, but this kid practically begs me to pick on him. I call it a good day if I can make him pissed off enough to string together a few random expletives in an otherwise incoherent sentence. I think of it as expanding his vocabulary.
Here's a few of the things I like to say to him when he gets on my nerves.

"Haven't you been fired yet?"
"You are diminutive in both intellectual capacity, and manhood."
"Don't make me summon a cloud of winged death to pick apart your corpse and feast upon your entrails."
"Why don't you go up to the G.I. lab and ask them to sodomize you with a video camera on a stick?"
"Get dead, kid."

Well, I was supposed to get together with my gaming buddies to play some Vampire: The Reqiuem, but it seems to have been rescheduled once again.

Goddamn I need some good, hard, nasty, dirty sex. The kind you have to burn the sheets and pay a priest to exorcise the room afterwards. That would definitely make my day.