today was an unusually good day, by my standards at least. great? maybe not great, but definitely well above average. i think i need to start drinking in the afternoon more often 
. just got back from the lake (showed up around nine, flirted with the cute, tiny little girl in the ticket booth/bait shop for a while, then set about fishing). only caught one fish, and a small one at that, but the night was so beautiful; cool, crisp air, a nice breeze. they were even shooting fireworks, the bigguns, way off in the distance. they looked about the size of a dime on the horizon, but somehow it proved a very surreal sight. i knew that there were kids and parents sitting much closer, listening to the boom of the explosions long after the light of the explosions. the wonder in the children's eyes, and the contented happiness of down time for the parents. i backed my truck right up to the water, dropped the tailgate and laid down with two lines in the water. ignored the bugs as best as i could (have become quite adept at that), but have decided never to leave the house without bug spray (it's in my other truck for some fucknut reason). right when i decided i didn't even want to catch a fish, because i was so comfortable in the back of the truck staring up at the beautiful stars, i catch one. a baby blue catfish - in my humble opinion the most beautiful of the catfish, and probably second only to baby red drum (adult red drum are some ugly motherfuckers, but the babies are literally breathtaking).
yeah, aside from that large pepperoni (what part of "half cheese, half pepperoni" don't people understand?) pizza that gave me killer heartburn for a long time, i had a good day. was going to cap it off with the rest of the beer, but that wouldn't sit well with the pizza. am going to wake up early to hit the lake again before going about the drudgery of work. that means i need to be awake in four-and-a-half hours...i can swing it...
btw, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is on BRAVO, and the cable company is about to shut off my cable. I am happy about this - no more distraction and wasted money. in fact, it'll actually make me money cause i'll always be looking for something to do and i have a rather lengthy list of paying jobs to take care of. also, i ordered (sort of, long story) a Gold Mastercard (visa?) with a limit of 6.5k. am going to use it to buy a new truck (with some cash). the interest rate is nothing for six months and then is fixed at some obscenely low rate like 4.5% or something...it might not be that low, but it was low enough to make me literally question the legality of it. fuck it, the bank i got it through wants to charge me 15.5% for an auto loan, even with my bad ass credit rating (it's seriously obscene that someone my age has that credit rating, or so the bank lady said, in those exact words). i always thought i had shit credit, seeing as i never pay my; medical bills, phone bills, cellular bills, power bills, blockbuster/hollywood bills, et cetera on time...or even at all in some cases. i have like four or five different credit agencies after me, and they've been on my ass for a long time now. fuck it, who am i to argue with a 4.5% apr loan....jesus, how pathetic is it that i worry about APR???? when the fuck did I grow up????
. just got back from the lake (showed up around nine, flirted with the cute, tiny little girl in the ticket booth/bait shop for a while, then set about fishing). only caught one fish, and a small one at that, but the night was so beautiful; cool, crisp air, a nice breeze. they were even shooting fireworks, the bigguns, way off in the distance. they looked about the size of a dime on the horizon, but somehow it proved a very surreal sight. i knew that there were kids and parents sitting much closer, listening to the boom of the explosions long after the light of the explosions. the wonder in the children's eyes, and the contented happiness of down time for the parents. i backed my truck right up to the water, dropped the tailgate and laid down with two lines in the water. ignored the bugs as best as i could (have become quite adept at that), but have decided never to leave the house without bug spray (it's in my other truck for some fucknut reason). right when i decided i didn't even want to catch a fish, because i was so comfortable in the back of the truck staring up at the beautiful stars, i catch one. a baby blue catfish - in my humble opinion the most beautiful of the catfish, and probably second only to baby red drum (adult red drum are some ugly motherfuckers, but the babies are literally breathtaking).
yeah, aside from that large pepperoni (what part of "half cheese, half pepperoni" don't people understand?) pizza that gave me killer heartburn for a long time, i had a good day. was going to cap it off with the rest of the beer, but that wouldn't sit well with the pizza. am going to wake up early to hit the lake again before going about the drudgery of work. that means i need to be awake in four-and-a-half hours...i can swing it...
btw, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is on BRAVO, and the cable company is about to shut off my cable. I am happy about this - no more distraction and wasted money. in fact, it'll actually make me money cause i'll always be looking for something to do and i have a rather lengthy list of paying jobs to take care of. also, i ordered (sort of, long story) a Gold Mastercard (visa?) with a limit of 6.5k. am going to use it to buy a new truck (with some cash). the interest rate is nothing for six months and then is fixed at some obscenely low rate like 4.5% or something...it might not be that low, but it was low enough to make me literally question the legality of it. fuck it, the bank i got it through wants to charge me 15.5% for an auto loan, even with my bad ass credit rating (it's seriously obscene that someone my age has that credit rating, or so the bank lady said, in those exact words). i always thought i had shit credit, seeing as i never pay my; medical bills, phone bills, cellular bills, power bills, blockbuster/hollywood bills, et cetera on time...or even at all in some cases. i have like four or five different credit agencies after me, and they've been on my ass for a long time now. fuck it, who am i to argue with a 4.5% apr loan....jesus, how pathetic is it that i worry about APR???? when the fuck did I grow up????
I have a powerbook on my wishlist if you're looking for a place (other than your truck) to spend money