I've been told that when you use profanity to make your point you're weakening your argument. So shut the fuck up and quit swearing.
I enjoy profanity, I use it like seasoning. I mean, why say it's a beautiful day when you can say "Jesus!! It's fucking beautiful today"
So right now the view from my office window is exactly like the main picture on my profile. So I say Jesus!! It's fucking beautiful today
I've been a busy fuck this week. Entertaining folks and playing tour guide while trying to get my own shit together so I can go home for Christmas without a bunch of un-done shit.
I got a job offer to go to Barbados or Jamaica for two years. Pay is $650 a day all expenses paid. They're supposed to have their deal inked by the second week of January so I'll have to make my decision in about a month. Honestly I'm very tempted to try something new and see what else life has in store but I'm also torn because I really like where I am now. Plus, because I'm loosing weight it seems like life has really started to get good now and I'm sitting in one of the most exciting cities on the planet and I'm wondering if anywhere could be better than where I am right now.
But then there's the money. $150k per year with no expenses. Two years and I might have 100 to 200k in savings which I could put towards a house or retirement or just waste on strippers and toys. That's a lot of incentive. Also, my buddy Tim is getting back in April and he'll be here for a while so if I take the other job I'll be missing out on all the good times we could have, and let me tell y'all, we'd get into some seriously good times. I'm not talking good times like the B-52's but more like good times like the Ramones or Sex Pistols.
So I've got some soul searching to do and shit.
My pants got shorter since I wore them last. Seriously, I look like I'm wearing flood pants today. I wish I would have been more awake when I left the house today. Of course you never know, maybe I'll meet some hot chica with a fetish for guys ankles. That would be odd.
I like odd.
Cy'all
I enjoy profanity, I use it like seasoning. I mean, why say it's a beautiful day when you can say "Jesus!! It's fucking beautiful today"
So right now the view from my office window is exactly like the main picture on my profile. So I say Jesus!! It's fucking beautiful today
I've been a busy fuck this week. Entertaining folks and playing tour guide while trying to get my own shit together so I can go home for Christmas without a bunch of un-done shit.
I got a job offer to go to Barbados or Jamaica for two years. Pay is $650 a day all expenses paid. They're supposed to have their deal inked by the second week of January so I'll have to make my decision in about a month. Honestly I'm very tempted to try something new and see what else life has in store but I'm also torn because I really like where I am now. Plus, because I'm loosing weight it seems like life has really started to get good now and I'm sitting in one of the most exciting cities on the planet and I'm wondering if anywhere could be better than where I am right now.
But then there's the money. $150k per year with no expenses. Two years and I might have 100 to 200k in savings which I could put towards a house or retirement or just waste on strippers and toys. That's a lot of incentive. Also, my buddy Tim is getting back in April and he'll be here for a while so if I take the other job I'll be missing out on all the good times we could have, and let me tell y'all, we'd get into some seriously good times. I'm not talking good times like the B-52's but more like good times like the Ramones or Sex Pistols.
So I've got some soul searching to do and shit.
My pants got shorter since I wore them last. Seriously, I look like I'm wearing flood pants today. I wish I would have been more awake when I left the house today. Of course you never know, maybe I'll meet some hot chica with a fetish for guys ankles. That would be odd.
I like odd.
Cy'all