BLAH!!!
Today was one of "those" days.......Really long and lots of crap at work. I shan't take a picture of myself to prove it, lest ye all be turned to stone.
It was just one of those days. I have come to the realization that all of the Russian buyers who come to the auto auctions and their children have this attitude of being rather bossy, demanding, and rude. This is because having such an attitude is probably how these older guys survived their youth in Cold War Soviet Russia, and therefore it is hardwired into their brains as proper human contact etiquette.
For this, I do not fault them. I would probably be pissed at them if I wasn't an Anthropologist (on my degree anyway) and recognized this as such.
The Americans who act this way, however, are just fucking dickheads. I have never had the urge to hurt or be cruel to a human being ever like I was feeling today. I guess I just expect more from "educated" and "sophisticated" American Adult males.
Yep. I also have a pet Lamborgini named Unicorn and a pet unicorn named Lamborgini.
Anyway, enough ranting. I HAVE BEER!
I actually shouldn't be drinking beer. But because of today, I decided to go off my No Gluten/No Dairy diet and get some stout from one of the local microbreweries.
THIS IS THE MIGHTY GUIN DU OATMEAL STOUT!
YES, I'm drinking it out of a mason jar. Because, come on, you all would think I was an alcoholic if I held up the whole growler. Regardess, It is fucking amazing happiness in a jar. My friend also made me a BBQ brisket/chili sloppy joe like sandwich at the bbq place next to the brewery. Again with the amazing.
In other things that have made me smile and calm down after this shite day is my dog. I love this dog. Except when all the girls I meet pay more attention to him then they do me.
Poor me I suppose. But still, he's a great looking...
BLAH!!!
Today was one of "those" days.......Really long and lots of crap at work. I shan't take a picture of myself to prove it, lest ye all be turned to stone.
It was just one of those days. I have come to the realization that all of the Russian buyers who come to the auto auctions and their children have this attitude of being rather bossy, demanding, and rude. This is because having such an attitude is probably how these older guys survived their youth in Cold War Soviet Russia, and therefore it is hardwired into their brains as proper human contact etiquette.
For this, I do not fault them. I would probably be pissed at them if I wasn't an Anthropologist (on my degree anyway) and recognized this as such.
The Americans who act this way, however, are just fucking dickheads. I have never had the urge to hurt or be cruel to a human being ever like I was feeling today. I guess I just expect more from "educated" and "sophisticated" American Adult males.
Yep. I also have a pet Lamborgini named Unicorn and a pet unicorn named Lamborgini.
Anyway, enough ranting. I HAVE BEER!
I actually shouldn't be drinking beer. But because of today, I decided to go off my No Gluten/No Dairy diet and get some stout from one of the local microbreweries.
THIS IS THE MIGHTY GUIN DU OATMEAL STOUT!
YES, I'm drinking it out of a mason jar. Because, come on, you all would think I was an alcoholic if I held up the whole growler. Regardess, It is fucking amazing happiness in a jar. My friend also made me a BBQ brisket/chili sloppy joe like sandwich at the bbq place next to the brewery. Again with the amazing.
In other things that have made me smile and calm down after this shite day is my dog. I love this dog. Except when all the girls I meet pay more attention to him then they do me.
Poor me I suppose. But still, he's a great looking chap.
A friend of mine shot pictures of me and the dog for Christmas presents like a year ago. You know, send them to grandparents and parents because I'm usually too broke to get them gifts they will never use or don't like. And don't get me wrong, I look pretty good......
But Adak is such a fantastic looking beast. Seriously, I should send this pic in to Purina or some dog magazine and get a modeling deal for this critter.
ERMERGERD HURSKEH
And last but not least, something that makes me smile and cheers me up is Annalee Suicide, who will play the girl of my dreams in this stretch of time. I suppose I could of hyperlinked her name, or something....there is a link down under this blog window that I can click to tag someone.....but yeah....that might really make me seam pathetic or creepy....whichever is in my mind. So no....not going to be that bad. Already feel like a sad frog for even saying this. Blah.
But Yes, Annalee is just about the most stunning and beautiful thing...just makes me smile. .Yep, a good dream girl....so damn beautiful that she must be from the fae realm.
OK, enough of my babbling about things. I am going to go listen to folk music and read a book on treasure ships.
Until Next time, Cheers all!
Today was one of "those" days.......Really long and lots of crap at work. I shan't take a picture of myself to prove it, lest ye all be turned to stone.
It was just one of those days. I have come to the realization that all of the Russian buyers who come to the auto auctions and their children have this attitude of being rather bossy, demanding, and rude. This is because having such an attitude is probably how these older guys survived their youth in Cold War Soviet Russia, and therefore it is hardwired into their brains as proper human contact etiquette.
For this, I do not fault them. I would probably be pissed at them if I wasn't an Anthropologist (on my degree anyway) and recognized this as such.
The Americans who act this way, however, are just fucking dickheads. I have never had the urge to hurt or be cruel to a human being ever like I was feeling today. I guess I just expect more from "educated" and "sophisticated" American Adult males.
Yep. I also have a pet Lamborgini named Unicorn and a pet unicorn named Lamborgini.
Anyway, enough ranting. I HAVE BEER!
I actually shouldn't be drinking beer. But because of today, I decided to go off my No Gluten/No Dairy diet and get some stout from one of the local microbreweries.
THIS IS THE MIGHTY GUIN DU OATMEAL STOUT!
YES, I'm drinking it out of a mason jar. Because, come on, you all would think I was an alcoholic if I held up the whole growler. Regardess, It is fucking amazing happiness in a jar. My friend also made me a BBQ brisket/chili sloppy joe like sandwich at the bbq place next to the brewery. Again with the amazing.
In other things that have made me smile and calm down after this shite day is my dog. I love this dog. Except when all the girls I meet pay more attention to him then they do me.