It's funny that I'm sitting in my garage at this early hour but I'm glaring at my phone anyway.
I slept away my entire Friday night. Better than sitting around feeling
sorry for myself, but not by much. So now I'm going to go outside and have a
couple Marzens and watch the Sun come up.
I was right. One fucking month as of today.
Breathe, then swallow. Don't try to save time by doing both at once.
One month today, I think. This is such bullshit.
I have nothing new to say. So there.
What's so damn fascinating?
O O O O'Charley's!
Why did they have to put mornings so early in the day?
Sometimes I think that maybe he had the right idea. I don't think that very often, but every now and then. It scares me a little.
I really think that girl is cute.
Sitting in my garage, drinking a beer, glaring at my phone. So much like old
It's not the cake that some people think it is. It's only the icing. The
yummy yummy icing.
I'm feeling stuff about things, and thinking things about stuff.
Slightly hazy gold. Smallish head that seems to last. Aroma of wheat and bananas and maybe a little alcohol. Flavor surprisingly complex and good. A slight alcohol burn at the finish. I like it.
I could have taken skydiving lessons, performed a couple of tandem jumps
with an instructor, then for my first solo jump I could have used the third
floor of this building as my landing site, and I could have done all of this
in less time than I just spent waiting for the stupid elevator.
There's a Skyline about a mile away from where I work. It was yummy.
I think that the best thing for me to do is to stick my head in the sand for a while.
I had a very nice Wednesday. I'm going to try to go to sleep now before it
gets ruined by some bullshit.
HatGirl is here! Yay!
I'm in a writey mood. Tonight I should write something. Somebody please remind me.
I don't know why.
I don't like dorks. Even though I'm a dork myself.
They have been, and continue to be, the bane of my existence.