Talk to me.

Duuude

I"m fucking hammered! I was going to ppst some shit but I CAN'T  even type so fuck 9it. The whiskey's messin with my brain anyway. I'd sound to anygyr and cynical anyway so fuck off! Actually if yoore cute, I'd probably make some time for ya, but that doesn't fit with my mood, so I won't say it. Later freaks.
P. S.  I really miss writing. I think I need to write some shit soon. Real shit, like get into my head shit soon. Blah blah blah, go sleep on the3 floor drunkie! Fuck off!

Painting The Walls!

This is a copy of an actual email that was sent out to all the people at the shop where I used to work. I've changed the names to protect the innocent.

I have cleaned up the spattered dna that was in the form of shit off of the areas around the men's room and guest room toilets.

Someone needs to change their diet, as in the past the shit has even been on the walls.

You know who you are. Take note of the disgusting mess you are leaving behind and do some clean up after yourself.

Not a good way to start my day, and I will NEVER do it again.

Love and Kisses
Angry Bossman

Yeah that place was cool! The place I'm at now doesn't even have bring your gun to work day, and they sure as hell don't have pharmaceutical Fridays! They pay me a shit ton of money and give me great benefits, but I'm still gonna miss that old place.

Later Freaks!

Later Freaks........Well Not You!......

I'm completely bored! Though this may be a thing of the past, at work at least. I'm starting a new job in about a week and a half. I'm pretty sure I won't be able to blog from work, we'll see if that's good or bad for my blog. I'm kind of excited about the new job. It's a pretty big raise in pay, much better benefits and I get to work with much more cutting-edge stuff. I'll be doing the same type of work just at a much higher level. I do have that new job nervousness because it's so laid back where I am now. I pretty much set my own hours and start times and stuff. I think I'll be fine though, and if I totally hate the place there were two other places that have been trying to hire me. They don't pay as much, but I know they're pretty laid back. I actually hate to leave this place because I like the people, but I was finally offered enough that I couldn't turn it down again. I need a few beers tonight, it's supposed to be really nice out and I haven't fallen asleep in my lawn chair in the back yard in quite a while. So, I think I'm going to bo so I can stop on my way home and buy a 12 pack of this!

Hey!?

If you write on your blog and no one is there to read it, does it make a sound? Later Freaks

HEY!!!

My pants smell like deep fried chicken wings! Later Freaks!

You Better Think.....................

Everyone names some parts of their bodies, I'm no exception. I've named my urethra, Franklin. I call it Urethra Franklin. I've named my weiner too, though that's fodder for another post. Later Freaks!