What a colossal fuck up.
I am drunk enough to do laundry but not drunk enough to fold laundry.
...and they asked me to come play poker with them tonight. Easiest $60 I ever made.
"Motherfuckers talk like Yoda." This is going to be amazing.
Just some uplifting WTF for your Monday:
A Lone Star (nothin' snooty) and a shot of Jameson is colloquially reffered to as a "Happy Meal." And I can see why! I'm happier already.
Can't post to GT because I am an abrasive asshole, but hey...that's part of why Kirov loves me.
Someone just dismissed my comment on GT because after they said the Xbox was a "piece of shit" I disagreed and said I liked the controller better than the PS3's because I have big hands. Everyone is so sensitive these days!
You goddam should be. Four episodes in and the last eight minutes of tonight's episodehas usurped Breaking Bad for Most Intensity In A Goddam TV Show Holy Crap. Just...trust me. Watch the damn show.
I just realized that title works on multiple levels. I am righteously excited for this.
Even when I get excited about something I don't post updates in the double digits about it. OH BOY I JUST PREPPED A STEAK. WOO THE FAT IS RENDERING #thisgonnabetasty. OH MAN I JUST SET OFF THE SMOKE ALARM #lol. YEAH THAT SEASONING IS CRUSTED OH YEAH. But to each their own. I didn't bitch anyone out, because I know…
I've taken up boxing in order to both get regular exercise and to find something to focus my rage on other than random Internet commenters who annoy me. Mostly it's going well.
In November I was hired by a major telecoms company to run their QA network as well as organize a bunch of mission critical server moves between data centers. I was to coordinate with the owners of these devices. Those owners all said they would get back to me. They haven't. For about two months.
Thanks, Steve and the Kinja posse! anteriorcruciate is dead (literally, I lost the key for that burner weeks ago) and, like a phoenix from the flames of hell itself, I have returned in all my Zooey-wielding-an-axe glory.
...is now MINE. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Holy fucking shit. It's not until the end of this post that his SCOTUS PRIVILEGE is showing, you guys.
And I am drunk and ready to throw down "New Rose" by The Damned. What's your karaoke jam, kittens?