I feel like ass.
And I don't mean that like, when someone asks "whatcha wanna do?" Why is it that all these skinny little people can get away with eating nothing but junk all the time and feel fine. I had to forfiet grabbing some decent food last night before I got to work because I was late, and I've got that junk food.....bleh!
I wonder if this is what grass feels like after a big ol' outdoor concert.
So yesterday mornin' I'm sittin' on the can, right, and the shower's runnin' because I'm about to take a shower and go to bed. The bathroom door opens and Crazy Hisham (I think that's how to spell it. He's an exchange student from Lebanon.) sticks his head in with his camera and snaps off a shot of me, on the can, in all my bare assed splendor. I was pissed for a sec, but then found the humor in it. I'd post it but I don't wanna damage the SG server or be responsible for people being suddenly stricken blind.
I need another beer.
Aahhh! That's better!
As of late, I've been considering joining Mensa. Not that I think that I'm all that on the IQ front but, if my folks and teachers weren't just trying to get me to do my homework, then maybe I could get in. It might help out in the job fields I want to get into when my current gig expires. I just hope it has a lot to do with problem solving and not with where my keys are. I swear, sometimes I spend a good 10 or so minutes searching around my pad for the damn things, only to find them in my right hand. The only comfort I take in that is that brilliant people are often absent minded due to the volume of thought whirling through their minds.
Well, I gotta get to bed.
Listen to something Celtic while drinking ice water. "Water cleanses you know, washes dirt away, makes new."-STP
Seeing as it's sunday morning, I'd Imagine there are some people that need a little rehydration!
PEACE!!!
Sammich
And I don't mean that like, when someone asks "whatcha wanna do?" Why is it that all these skinny little people can get away with eating nothing but junk all the time and feel fine. I had to forfiet grabbing some decent food last night before I got to work because I was late, and I've got that junk food.....bleh!
I wonder if this is what grass feels like after a big ol' outdoor concert.
So yesterday mornin' I'm sittin' on the can, right, and the shower's runnin' because I'm about to take a shower and go to bed. The bathroom door opens and Crazy Hisham (I think that's how to spell it. He's an exchange student from Lebanon.) sticks his head in with his camera and snaps off a shot of me, on the can, in all my bare assed splendor. I was pissed for a sec, but then found the humor in it. I'd post it but I don't wanna damage the SG server or be responsible for people being suddenly stricken blind.
I need another beer.
Aahhh! That's better!
As of late, I've been considering joining Mensa. Not that I think that I'm all that on the IQ front but, if my folks and teachers weren't just trying to get me to do my homework, then maybe I could get in. It might help out in the job fields I want to get into when my current gig expires. I just hope it has a lot to do with problem solving and not with where my keys are. I swear, sometimes I spend a good 10 or so minutes searching around my pad for the damn things, only to find them in my right hand. The only comfort I take in that is that brilliant people are often absent minded due to the volume of thought whirling through their minds.
Well, I gotta get to bed.
Listen to something Celtic while drinking ice water. "Water cleanses you know, washes dirt away, makes new."-STP
Seeing as it's sunday morning, I'd Imagine there are some people that need a little rehydration!
PEACE!!!
Sammich