For my birthday...
I don't want to be at work.
Too bad I already am, and have been all day.
I did take an hour for lunch today, so I could hang out with my mother for a bit.
That's always nice.
Gotta love her.
Everyone does :)
Ya know, I told myself a few years back when I was still in the Navy...
"I will never again work on my birthday."
I worked every birthday in the Navy.
Last year, I was off.
In fact, I've been off every year since I got out.
Except this year.
Sadly, I blew all my leave when I went into the hospital a couple weeks back.
I could have taken the day off without pay, but that would have been pointless.
That would have meant the money I got for it being my birthday was the money I would have made working.
So I said fuck it, and came to work.
Why not.
Lynn, another guy in my office, came in today.
It's his birthday, too.
Odd that there are 7 people in the office, and I share a birthday with one of them.
Then again, maybe it's more common than I realize.
Anyway, the family and I are having burgers, hot dogs and brats for dinner tonight (MY CHOICE), oh, and some of Dad's awesome Boston Baked Beans.
They so rock.
And my Grandma slaved away and made me a real, cream cheese cheesecake.
They're sooooooo rich and soooooooooooo good.
I'd send you all a piece if I knew it would keep and go around.
But it won't, so I'll just let you all know how good it is later on.
Talked to Matthew last night.
He's all excited about how good he's looking.
Apparently, along with tons of dancing every day, and then going out dancing on the weekends, and doing yoga to start a couple classes, he's got a Six-Pack again.
HOT!
Not to mention, he already has the, hands down, platinum award winning, perfect ass.
I mean, it's perfect.
You could eat off it.
Trust me, it's been done.
Of course, he'll never get over the fact he's only 5'5", er, excuse me, I believe he has an ID that says 5'6".
He hates it.
But his body is just so tight.
Trust me, to see him naked is just another reason to fawn all over him.
I know because I was there ;)
*looks down*
*notices unintentional bulge*
*starts thinking about other things*
How about this weather, eh?
It's so nice out, I can't stand being in the office.
I'd love to be home on the deck, a beer in one hand, a smoke in the other, and a cool breeze at my back, with the sun keeping me warm in my chair.
It's a sweet feeling for those of you who know/remember what it's like.
If there is a time to love being in Southern Illinois, it's Spring.
Spring here is pretty much perfect for me.
This one sure has been.
Sadly, I know it's probably all leading to a terribly hot, hot, fucking hot summer :(
We'll have to see, of course, but that's what I'm banking on at this early stage.
Another half hour, and I'll be off.
Not too bad.
I think I will go sit on the deck when I get home.
Fresh air and sunshine are calling my name, today.
I actually feel pretty good, today.
This is rare for a birthday, or other holiday.
I'm always sick on my birthday, or on holidays.
But not today.
Perhaps it's a sign that turning 26 really isn't all that bad.
Who am I kidding, of course it's bad.
Another year further from chicken; another year closer to troll.
:*(
Does having a substantially younger boyfriend already make me a troll?
Or do I have to wait till I'm single again and out fucking around?
Let's hope I don't have to go through that again.
I must say, I don't miss the chase one fucking bit.
Not even a little.
Yes, I do miss hot, random ass, yes.
But even that's fading away.
All I seem to be interested in anymore is my boyfriend, and middle-aged women.
Sue me, my favorite porns are from the "My Friend's Hot Mom" collection :(
Don't ask me why, I really don't know.
It just seems really hot to me.
Why are we even talking about this?
I'm sure one of us really wanted to, but I don't think it's me.
*drops subject*
I'm now 2 years from my High School class reunion.
I don't think I'm going to go.
My friends and I have talked it over, and we realized we pretty much didn't like anyone else we went to school with, and the feeling was mutual, we're pretty sure.
So, yeah, I don't really see the point of going.
Other than hoping to show up and shine, as I attempt to look better than the rest of them.
But there again, I don't really care.
And don't think it would matter how good I looked, as most of those people were just shitty anyway, and I don't see how they warrant my attention, or time.
I do have 2 more years to think about it, but I think getting together for a party with the people I do care about would be a much, much better time.
They agree.
Ok, I guess that's enough ramblin' for now.
I have a little work to finish and just a few more minutes to do it all in.
Take care, be good, see me soon and talk to me sooner.
L8r.
Too bad I already am, and have been all day.
I did take an hour for lunch today, so I could hang out with my mother for a bit.
That's always nice.
Gotta love her.
Everyone does :)
Ya know, I told myself a few years back when I was still in the Navy...
"I will never again work on my birthday."
I worked every birthday in the Navy.
Last year, I was off.
In fact, I've been off every year since I got out.
Except this year.
Sadly, I blew all my leave when I went into the hospital a couple weeks back.
I could have taken the day off without pay, but that would have been pointless.
That would have meant the money I got for it being my birthday was the money I would have made working.
So I said fuck it, and came to work.
Why not.
Lynn, another guy in my office, came in today.
It's his birthday, too.
Odd that there are 7 people in the office, and I share a birthday with one of them.
Then again, maybe it's more common than I realize.
Anyway, the family and I are having burgers, hot dogs and brats for dinner tonight (MY CHOICE), oh, and some of Dad's awesome Boston Baked Beans.
They so rock.
And my Grandma slaved away and made me a real, cream cheese cheesecake.
They're sooooooo rich and soooooooooooo good.
I'd send you all a piece if I knew it would keep and go around.
But it won't, so I'll just let you all know how good it is later on.
Talked to Matthew last night.
He's all excited about how good he's looking.
Apparently, along with tons of dancing every day, and then going out dancing on the weekends, and doing yoga to start a couple classes, he's got a Six-Pack again.
HOT!
Not to mention, he already has the, hands down, platinum award winning, perfect ass.
I mean, it's perfect.
You could eat off it.
Trust me, it's been done.
Of course, he'll never get over the fact he's only 5'5", er, excuse me, I believe he has an ID that says 5'6".
He hates it.
But his body is just so tight.
Trust me, to see him naked is just another reason to fawn all over him.
I know because I was there ;)
*looks down*
*notices unintentional bulge*
*starts thinking about other things*
How about this weather, eh?
It's so nice out, I can't stand being in the office.
I'd love to be home on the deck, a beer in one hand, a smoke in the other, and a cool breeze at my back, with the sun keeping me warm in my chair.
It's a sweet feeling for those of you who know/remember what it's like.
If there is a time to love being in Southern Illinois, it's Spring.
Spring here is pretty much perfect for me.
This one sure has been.
Sadly, I know it's probably all leading to a terribly hot, hot, fucking hot summer :(
We'll have to see, of course, but that's what I'm banking on at this early stage.
Another half hour, and I'll be off.
Not too bad.
I think I will go sit on the deck when I get home.
Fresh air and sunshine are calling my name, today.
I actually feel pretty good, today.
This is rare for a birthday, or other holiday.
I'm always sick on my birthday, or on holidays.
But not today.
Perhaps it's a sign that turning 26 really isn't all that bad.
Who am I kidding, of course it's bad.
Another year further from chicken; another year closer to troll.
:*(
Does having a substantially younger boyfriend already make me a troll?
Or do I have to wait till I'm single again and out fucking around?
Let's hope I don't have to go through that again.
I must say, I don't miss the chase one fucking bit.
Not even a little.
Yes, I do miss hot, random ass, yes.
But even that's fading away.
All I seem to be interested in anymore is my boyfriend, and middle-aged women.
Sue me, my favorite porns are from the "My Friend's Hot Mom" collection :(
Don't ask me why, I really don't know.
It just seems really hot to me.
Why are we even talking about this?
I'm sure one of us really wanted to, but I don't think it's me.
*drops subject*
I'm now 2 years from my High School class reunion.
I don't think I'm going to go.
My friends and I have talked it over, and we realized we pretty much didn't like anyone else we went to school with, and the feeling was mutual, we're pretty sure.
So, yeah, I don't really see the point of going.
Other than hoping to show up and shine, as I attempt to look better than the rest of them.
But there again, I don't really care.
And don't think it would matter how good I looked, as most of those people were just shitty anyway, and I don't see how they warrant my attention, or time.
I do have 2 more years to think about it, but I think getting together for a party with the people I do care about would be a much, much better time.
They agree.
Ok, I guess that's enough ramblin' for now.
I have a little work to finish and just a few more minutes to do it all in.
Take care, be good, see me soon and talk to me sooner.
L8r.