Fun filled day at work...
Well, I came into work today expecting my partner to be here already, and, settle in for a nice slow day of doing nothing. Well, I come inside...and what do I find...my partner has called out sick. Who is here to be my partner...Chief King. I was like, wow, who up there did I piss of today to get stuck working with one of the big dogs? It's not going near as bad as I had it playing out in my mind. I actually seen myself getting fired by now...yay, still have my job.
Nothing really new to talk about. Went to the beach yesterday. I thought it was going to be the first time that I would have had to go surfing since it's turned cold. Yeah, it was all good to go...until I stepped over the dunes, which were blocking the wind, and got sand blasted by some pretty nippy wind. So...I ended up going to the movies instead...and still managed to freeze my ass off.
So 'The Hills Have Eyes' is on effed up flick. I heard that it was good, but I didn't know it was going to be like...whoaly sh*t...there's a pick-axe, sticking, outta that dudes forehead...that's awesome. Oh, and fair warning, this is not a movie for the weak stomached. There needs to be more movies like it.
So we finished the Palace job this past Weds. For those of you that didn't know, the Palace is in Fernandina Beach, and it's the 'Oldest Saloon in Florida'. They don't serve food anymore, so they ripped out the kitchen, and are turning it into an night club. Well, Broughton and I had to go down there and do some sheet-rocking, and fixed a couple of broken tiles. I made $100 off the job. Not to bad for 8 hrs. work.
I've also got some more money coming in from this painting job I did in Saint Marys. I painted one room, that took me like 3 hrs. to do, and made $50 off of it. I think I kinda like this handyman horse-sh*t. We have two pressure washing/painting jobs coming up in the next two weeks. They have like four digit price tag on'em too. That's about all that's on my plate for right now though with the Mr. Fix-it deal.
So you ever found something out and it kinda made you sick to your stomach a little? Yeah, sucks doesn't it. Like, when you were a kid, and you woke up on Christmas morning and ran into the living room to look at all the presents, just to find that your parents over-slept and didn't get a chance to get the presents under the tree before you woke up...so then you find out that Santa doesn't exist... There are just some things that you don't want to hear. Like when my ex-wife told me about her cheatin' on me...I seriously got so sick to my stomach I yakked.
I wonder what causes that. I'm sure it has something to do with your sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous system. Like when you get hurt really bad or a major adrenaline rush, and your parasympathetic system kicks in. Blood gets shunted from you stomach, which makes you feel sick. I think that it's something along those lines that happens...anyways, that feeling sucks...fact...end...
Nothing really new to talk about. Went to the beach yesterday. I thought it was going to be the first time that I would have had to go surfing since it's turned cold. Yeah, it was all good to go...until I stepped over the dunes, which were blocking the wind, and got sand blasted by some pretty nippy wind. So...I ended up going to the movies instead...and still managed to freeze my ass off.
So 'The Hills Have Eyes' is on effed up flick. I heard that it was good, but I didn't know it was going to be like...whoaly sh*t...there's a pick-axe, sticking, outta that dudes forehead...that's awesome. Oh, and fair warning, this is not a movie for the weak stomached. There needs to be more movies like it.
So we finished the Palace job this past Weds. For those of you that didn't know, the Palace is in Fernandina Beach, and it's the 'Oldest Saloon in Florida'. They don't serve food anymore, so they ripped out the kitchen, and are turning it into an night club. Well, Broughton and I had to go down there and do some sheet-rocking, and fixed a couple of broken tiles. I made $100 off the job. Not to bad for 8 hrs. work.
I've also got some more money coming in from this painting job I did in Saint Marys. I painted one room, that took me like 3 hrs. to do, and made $50 off of it. I think I kinda like this handyman horse-sh*t. We have two pressure washing/painting jobs coming up in the next two weeks. They have like four digit price tag on'em too. That's about all that's on my plate for right now though with the Mr. Fix-it deal.
So you ever found something out and it kinda made you sick to your stomach a little? Yeah, sucks doesn't it. Like, when you were a kid, and you woke up on Christmas morning and ran into the living room to look at all the presents, just to find that your parents over-slept and didn't get a chance to get the presents under the tree before you woke up...so then you find out that Santa doesn't exist... There are just some things that you don't want to hear. Like when my ex-wife told me about her cheatin' on me...I seriously got so sick to my stomach I yakked.
I wonder what causes that. I'm sure it has something to do with your sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous system. Like when you get hurt really bad or a major adrenaline rush, and your parasympathetic system kicks in. Blood gets shunted from you stomach, which makes you feel sick. I think that it's something along those lines that happens...anyways, that feeling sucks...fact...end...