Bulletholes & Bacardi
The stress finally go to me last night and I did something I never have before, I poured myself a drink when I got home. My usual habit is that I only drink with friends otherwise I don't touch the stuff.
Last night I walked in, dropped my stuff and poured me a rum & coke. It was so good, I had another. Then Clif wouldn't let me drive to go get food. Some friend he is!!! (that was sarcasm for those of you only skimming). Felt a lot better after that. Then things got really good. Weinerschnitzel is now open!!!!! The place was jumpin with people and we got our fix. They are open 9am-midnight, perfect for the late night snack.
I worked on my computer for a bit but didn't get far. I really needed to blow off some steam. I talked to a friend in Colorado, making plans for a camping trip in June. I'm going up a few days early to spend with people in Denver. Then Clif & I watched a bad movie. It was all good.
First thing this morning at work Jeff asks me who should he call about the bullethole in the window of his cube. What?? We see all kinds of freak things outside our windows. A couple kids (12-13yo) necking in the bushes, people stashing stuff in the woods, and now a bullethole in the window. The hole was big enough to put your finger thru, the spiderweb was pretty and fortunately we have two panes of glass so it's not an actual hole. I popped off with "Missed me bitch" so Jeff put a sticky next to it of "Missed me!".
Last night I walked in, dropped my stuff and poured me a rum & coke. It was so good, I had another. Then Clif wouldn't let me drive to go get food. Some friend he is!!! (that was sarcasm for those of you only skimming). Felt a lot better after that. Then things got really good. Weinerschnitzel is now open!!!!! The place was jumpin with people and we got our fix. They are open 9am-midnight, perfect for the late night snack.
I worked on my computer for a bit but didn't get far. I really needed to blow off some steam. I talked to a friend in Colorado, making plans for a camping trip in June. I'm going up a few days early to spend with people in Denver. Then Clif & I watched a bad movie. It was all good.
First thing this morning at work Jeff asks me who should he call about the bullethole in the window of his cube. What?? We see all kinds of freak things outside our windows. A couple kids (12-13yo) necking in the bushes, people stashing stuff in the woods, and now a bullethole in the window. The hole was big enough to put your finger thru, the spiderweb was pretty and fortunately we have two panes of glass so it's not an actual hole. I popped off with "Missed me bitch" so Jeff put a sticky next to it of "Missed me!".