At work, avoiding it. Saturday afternoon here and 72 hour work weeks at this point in the week seem long. Saturday's are good days here tho. Very chill.
Was supposed to be going to halloween party tonight but it's been postponed. So, I am going to hang out with the work folks that I normally avoid, and play some cards. Already a bit annoyed with the scene. My one buddy doesn't plan very well, and on top of the fact that he hasnt made very many friends here, he is without anything to drink. I ended up with the last bottle of wine from a friend earlier this week, which for mentioned buddy is expecting I am going to share with him. Yes, I know, friends should share an blah blah blah. And normally I do, but the fact he didn't bother trying to get his own shit, mixed with the facts that it's hard to get, and very expensive, I don't really feel like giving half my shit.
I've offered to host tonight, simply based on the fact that I can play my music. These grown men seriously listen to shit like shikara, black eyed peas and shit like that . They seemed offended when I told them they have the musical taste of an 8 year old girl. I have even see them get up and dance. You know that awkward dance your mom or aunt does when she hears her favorite song, and starts doing that weird middle age woman dance regardless of the fact that shes out shopping, all while trying to get other people to join in? Yeah, that one.
Holy fucking fuck fuck. Enough bitching eh?? As you can probably tell I normally don't hang with these people.
It's my oldest sons bday today. I miss him. I hate the fact I am no there. It is what it is though. I just hope he has a good day. He is having 13 kids at his party. Poor wife. Lol
Anyway, went to subway for lunch today. A shack, surrounded by sand. Check it out:
This is the parking lot, for real:
And the only chair they had. I would have sat on it, but afraid it was full of scorpions and poisonous spiders:
Subway tastes like Subway regardless of the fact that it's in a shithole desert.
Bellies full, Marleys are on, Zeplin playing, computer is doing my work for me, wine and weed at home, a happy boy at real home celebrating with his friends, and tomorrow off. All in all not a bad day.
Was supposed to be going to halloween party tonight but it's been postponed. So, I am going to hang out with the work folks that I normally avoid, and play some cards. Already a bit annoyed with the scene. My one buddy doesn't plan very well, and on top of the fact that he hasnt made very many friends here, he is without anything to drink. I ended up with the last bottle of wine from a friend earlier this week, which for mentioned buddy is expecting I am going to share with him. Yes, I know, friends should share an blah blah blah. And normally I do, but the fact he didn't bother trying to get his own shit, mixed with the facts that it's hard to get, and very expensive, I don't really feel like giving half my shit.
I've offered to host tonight, simply based on the fact that I can play my music. These grown men seriously listen to shit like shikara, black eyed peas and shit like that . They seemed offended when I told them they have the musical taste of an 8 year old girl. I have even see them get up and dance. You know that awkward dance your mom or aunt does when she hears her favorite song, and starts doing that weird middle age woman dance regardless of the fact that shes out shopping, all while trying to get other people to join in? Yeah, that one.
Holy fucking fuck fuck. Enough bitching eh?? As you can probably tell I normally don't hang with these people.
It's my oldest sons bday today. I miss him. I hate the fact I am no there. It is what it is though. I just hope he has a good day. He is having 13 kids at his party. Poor wife. Lol
Anyway, went to subway for lunch today. A shack, surrounded by sand. Check it out:
This is the parking lot, for real:
And the only chair they had. I would have sat on it, but afraid it was full of scorpions and poisonous spiders:
Subway tastes like Subway regardless of the fact that it's in a shithole desert.
Bellies full, Marleys are on, Zeplin playing, computer is doing my work for me, wine and weed at home, a happy boy at real home celebrating with his friends, and tomorrow off. All in all not a bad day.
Crazy subway!