So... someone else has decided that their birthday on the 5th of April should simply be melded into MY party...
And since my party is the bigger monster... my party ate his.
Now instead of worrying about a lack of turn out... my roomies are worried about needing to turn down people at the door...
Now I'm good to do that whole 4am to 12pm thing every day... and the company is taking full advantage of that.
Fuck.
So... on wendsday.... I locked my keys in my car... My spare keys were in the car too... cause I didn't think I needed them... cause I'm a dumbass... and I walked home... home is... Read More
Zombie party April 6th.
A few kegs and a full bar.
Loud ass music, mabey even live.
...and zombies.
So... it's like... freakin' early in the morning...
But I'm up cause I got this new job and stuff...
I got my hours.
4am to 12pm.
For the next three months.
You all need to know....
Andy's birthday is... well... still about two months from now...
But the thing that really needs to be known is that, for those of you who chose to be in the area...
I'm throwing a freakin huge party in celebration of me!
Zombie style.
Fake blood and make up.
Ghoulish gents.
Frightening fems.
And all sorts of other... Read More
hehehe.... the volvo doomie box has been carted away. My father figure decided to get a new car for step mommy... so Andy gets a hand-me-down Honda with little or no electrical, mechanical, or property value reducing problems. And it has higher fuel efficiency.
You got hired! Whoohooo! Time to start bugging them about the start date. Making those calls to clarify what they meant by "hired" would show that you are someone who takes their job seriously. lol just kidding, but it couldn't hurt to ask them when you start, eh?
Oh, totally cool about joining your one-man-band friend Bren-TON on his track. Sweet.
And car? Awesome. Reliable wheels are a definite plus.
Thanks for the happy birthday.
Take care of yo-self and track those bosses down and hunt them 'til they start giving start dates!
Good luck with everything.
My last car's net value was worth minus 10 by the time I was through with it - I had to pay some guy to risk driving it down the road and to his spare parts garage because it was beyond wrecked.
What?! Me?!
Noooooooooooooo...
Hahahahaha! Yeah, okay, you got me!
I'm sure you've been tearing shit up too. I'm gonna check out these bands once I'm done replying to everyone on this site... Hehe.
Take 'er easy brotherman.