Well folks this is strange. I was out eating with a few friends at my buddies resturaunt. I took a sip of my drink and did'nt want it. This is a crisis of epic proportions as there was the silky goodness that comes only from Jim Beam in that glass. I don't know if I just really did'nt like the way it mixed with the Ribeye Ala Mexicana, but this was definatly a cause for concern. I have seldom lacked interest in such a tasty drink, so I will see how it is in a few days. I am actualy blaming it on a possible dehydration from my run today. I was retarded and was'nt doing the fluids like I should.
So yes, there you have it I actually made a blog post about my Jim Beam not tasting right. I am going to go hide in a small dark corner, my disgrace in tow.......
On a side note, the dinner was fabulous! My buddies Matt and James and Matt's new girlfriend who is completely hillarious were there to laugh at my total lack of dignaty as I asked for a plain coke.
Showing posts with label Bitching. Show all posts
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Monday, January 26, 2009
Thursday, May 22, 2008
not so fun things
While I am no crybaby, the last month really fucked me up. I cannot sleep at all. Between my moms stroke, my working non stop, and fighting everyone around me, I am seriously fucking tired. For example.
My mother had a pretty bad stroke, and it would apear that all responsobility for her care taking is on my shoulders. My sister, nah that bitch is buisy. My stepdad? Nope. He is only married to her, and the NBA finals dont play in the hospital. My cousins, who the hell is my mom seems to be their response. I am not on the best terms with said mother but she is the birthgiver. However inept at parenting she was I do owe her that.
Werk? I would leave hospital, werk, then go back to hospital. Bullshit. That was bad enough, but now that said birthgiver is out of hospital, I am back doing 8 to 16 hour shifts. I werked 24 hours yesterday. Now on my day off, I am too goddamned tired to even socialise. My sister had the nerve to call me and ask if I would go help her at her house after she left me high and dry with the birthgiver in the hospital for 2 weeks. "No, fuck off" was the only responce to her I could give becouse my ass was dragging so poorly that I couldnt think of anything better. Wasted opertunity.
Hope yet remains however, as I have BOOZE! This is the magic elixir that fixes all problems! It is the best thing on earth next to the opposite sex, and doesn't complain if I abuse it! So cheer me on my newly found alcoholism, and help me drink till I'm out cold!
My mother had a pretty bad stroke, and it would apear that all responsobility for her care taking is on my shoulders. My sister, nah that bitch is buisy. My stepdad? Nope. He is only married to her, and the NBA finals dont play in the hospital. My cousins, who the hell is my mom seems to be their response. I am not on the best terms with said mother but she is the birthgiver. However inept at parenting she was I do owe her that.
Werk? I would leave hospital, werk, then go back to hospital. Bullshit. That was bad enough, but now that said birthgiver is out of hospital, I am back doing 8 to 16 hour shifts. I werked 24 hours yesterday. Now on my day off, I am too goddamned tired to even socialise. My sister had the nerve to call me and ask if I would go help her at her house after she left me high and dry with the birthgiver in the hospital for 2 weeks. "No, fuck off" was the only responce to her I could give becouse my ass was dragging so poorly that I couldnt think of anything better. Wasted opertunity.
Hope yet remains however, as I have BOOZE! This is the magic elixir that fixes all problems! It is the best thing on earth next to the opposite sex, and doesn't complain if I abuse it! So cheer me on my newly found alcoholism, and help me drink till I'm out cold!
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