Of all the gin joints in the world
Work sucks. I know.
I went into work around 5 pm and had to close tonight. Didn't end up getting out til like after midnight, which sucked. I asked for more hours next week so I can get my bills situated and...yeah...they gave me the same amount of hours next week as I had this week. Fuckers.
Good job, Michigan. Way to blow a fuckin' win today.
I have to play drums at church tomarrow. I don't know if I'm looking forward to it because I am bored with the concept of playing at church. My mom thinks she is on the verge of starting up some kind of rock band, though. This makes me laugh. I'll probably come over next week and there will be a tour bus in their drive way. Sort of a mid-life crisis. She also thinks there is some kind of ghost in her house. I heard her today when she was on the phone telling our cousin about how some psychic told her that there was some lady in the house that used to live here. She's all like, "Yeah, and I heard her come up the stairs last night around midnight." I just don't tell her that it was me coming up the stairs to use the computer because I think it's funny.
Lions play tomarrow. I'm sure that will add to my stress.
I get to plan LaNerrick's batchelor party. I'm about to get me a t-shirt that says "events coordinator" and wear a headset the night we go to the strip club/bar. I'm not going to have anyone talking to me on the headset, I just merely plan to occasionally say something like I'm talking to someone so I feel sweet.
You shouldn't wave at someone you don't know. They might only have one arm and think you're just being cocky. It's like, "Hey, look what I got motherfucker!!".
You will teach me to football?
I went into work around 5 pm and had to close tonight. Didn't end up getting out til like after midnight, which sucked. I asked for more hours next week so I can get my bills situated and...yeah...they gave me the same amount of hours next week as I had this week. Fuckers.
Good job, Michigan. Way to blow a fuckin' win today.
I have to play drums at church tomarrow. I don't know if I'm looking forward to it because I am bored with the concept of playing at church. My mom thinks she is on the verge of starting up some kind of rock band, though. This makes me laugh. I'll probably come over next week and there will be a tour bus in their drive way. Sort of a mid-life crisis. She also thinks there is some kind of ghost in her house. I heard her today when she was on the phone telling our cousin about how some psychic told her that there was some lady in the house that used to live here. She's all like, "Yeah, and I heard her come up the stairs last night around midnight." I just don't tell her that it was me coming up the stairs to use the computer because I think it's funny.
Lions play tomarrow. I'm sure that will add to my stress.
I get to plan LaNerrick's batchelor party. I'm about to get me a t-shirt that says "events coordinator" and wear a headset the night we go to the strip club/bar. I'm not going to have anyone talking to me on the headset, I just merely plan to occasionally say something like I'm talking to someone so I feel sweet.
You shouldn't wave at someone you don't know. They might only have one arm and think you're just being cocky. It's like, "Hey, look what I got motherfucker!!".
You will teach me to football?