i didn't think i was really afraid of anything until today.
i'm not afraid of heights, but i am afraid of falling.
...but it's not the falling...it;s the hard or pointy stuff on the ground that scares me.
i almost fell off a pole today.
it was fucking scary.
...and then the rest of my day was really hard and sucky. i tried to call my super to let him know i was running behind schedule and the last thing he said to me was " i'll get you some help."
the next time i was able to get ahold of him i had 2 1/2 hours overtime and he was at the bar with the rest of my dept. sayin " woooo! st. patricks day!"
fuck those cunts!
so i went and ate some corned beef and cabbage my friends made which was actually pretty damn good.
then, i went to the bar, and a girl grabbed my ass as soon as i walked in, but she left and i don't know what the fuck, because st. patricks day is a stupid holiday, and i can't wear green 'cause i look all sick, but not in a good way.
i'm going to bed.
i'm not afraid of heights, but i am afraid of falling.
...but it's not the falling...it;s the hard or pointy stuff on the ground that scares me.
i almost fell off a pole today.
it was fucking scary.
...and then the rest of my day was really hard and sucky. i tried to call my super to let him know i was running behind schedule and the last thing he said to me was " i'll get you some help."
the next time i was able to get ahold of him i had 2 1/2 hours overtime and he was at the bar with the rest of my dept. sayin " woooo! st. patricks day!"
fuck those cunts!
so i went and ate some corned beef and cabbage my friends made which was actually pretty damn good.
then, i went to the bar, and a girl grabbed my ass as soon as i walked in, but she left and i don't know what the fuck, because st. patricks day is a stupid holiday, and i can't wear green 'cause i look all sick, but not in a good way.
i'm going to bed.
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dirtyray:
I know what you mean Bubba. That place was all fucked up. This town sucks for the fact that there is no competition. If a pretty gal walks into a place over here and she is height weight proportionate, she's got it made. Most of these females are hanging all over drunken sailors that lack style or substance. Aw hell, there I go off in a rant again. Thank Wodin for some good Irish Whiskey and the lack of giving a shit. Good night sweetheart, well it's time to go, fuckin' Nancy. 
holliday:
I know that the Irish are sea faring people. I don't have a single tradtional music album without a ballad about the ocean. Why they didn't fish? I recall hearing something about the English not allowing them to. But I could be wrong about that...but for goodness sakes...we might be redheaded, but we're not stupid! 