One for the Money, Two for the Show, Three for the... Ah Fuck This... I'm Out!
GOOD MORNING INTERNET!!!
What a wonderful morning! The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and traffic was HOLY FUCKING CRAPTASTICACKULAR!!! (That's copyrighted btw) It would have helped if I had come to work at my regular time, but I thought to myself this morning, "Gee whiz, I sure could use some more fucking sleep..." So I rolled over and resumed rest. Two and a half hours later than usual my day has already begun with super fun technical network super awesome gheyness to the max... extreme. I guess it all really started yesterday... *dreamy fade out to flashback*
It was Tuesday, and it was ghey. I had to get to work half an hour early to work on a stupid billing problem which put me in my office at 5:30a... That meant waking up at 4:00a... I am not a morning person as some of you may know so this went about as well as trying to squeeze Shamu the Sea World orca whale into... oh, let's say, a wood chipper. Not so well, not to mention the mess... Eww. So without getting into too much technical detail (because I know you all are oh so interested in knowing every little detail) I fixed the problem. Go me! The world continues spinning and I can retreat to my office and take a nap. Well sure, that sounds great, but I was already awake and a nap wasn't going to happen so I sat. I sat and I stared. It's really quite amusing you all should try it sometime. I stared and I stared and it was good. Reeeeally good. And then just when I thought I may die, Justin logged onto messenger. It was 7:00a and really really unusual for Justin to be remotely close to waking up.
Before I could say good morning, he pops me a message, something to the effect of, "JAY JAY JAY JAY JAAAAAYYYYYY!!!! WWOOWOWOWOWOWOWWO!!!!111!!11!" My first reaction was, " o_O" which about summed up the amount of energy I had. Then alittle curious about what the fuck was wrong with him I replied, "Uh dude, you know it's really early in the morning you should probably be asleep. You could lose your professional bum scum hobo loser guy certification and then you'd really be S.O.L." He went on to tell me that he felt sociable and that I needed to fulfill that need. I shrugged, "Well I was just thinking about death due to strenuous staring, but alright, I can talk."
Suffice to say we had an EPIC conversation, which was really REALLY unexpected. Justin doesn't like to talk on messenger. We talked about the Human Organism and it's biological needs and instincts and how cognitive thought really fits into our survival as a species. We discussed about when both instinct and cognitive thought become counter productive to survival and how that makes our species look severely obsolete. I mean in comparison to say a roach, human beings kill off themselves at an alarming rate. Sure our lifespans are longer, but as far as survival of a species we don't have shit on the roach. A roach never once thinks to itself, "Man I'm depressed... Why doesn't God love me? I just broke up with my girlfriend, my life's a wreck, the babies won't stop crying! Fuck it! I'm going to take myself out!" Never once have I seen a roach crush itself beneath a boot heel or willfully ingest RAID. Sure the roach doesn't have cognitive thought, but depression doesn't come from reason, it comes from emotion, which is driving by instinct, which is completely preprogrammed natural behavior. Stupid huh? Well we went back and forth, both of us taking opposite sides on several issues. It was really a good discussion.
From "Human Obsoletism" we seguayed into a conversation about procreation and parenting, but before we could conclude it was lunch time and I needed to get some food if I was going to make it until my 5:00pm meeting. For all those unfamiliar I usually work 6:00a to 2:00p. It's a great schedule and I really can't complain, unless of course my day turns into a 5:30a to 5:00p'ish day. (Cara, I don't know how you deal with that working that many hours a day.) Well, back to lunch, I got Vietnamese noodles with egg rolls and grilled beef, from my favorite Vietnamese restaurant, yummo. **Side note: My finger tips are peeling and it's annoying.**
All set for my meeting I completed various odd jobs and phone calls throughout the day until 5:00p. The technician showed up on time and we got to working. Again, leaving out all the technical details we wrapped up at about 7:30p. I was tired. I recently have been going straight to bed at 3:00p for a preliminary 4 hour nap when I get home from work, so it was already far past my "first" bedtime. I got home at around 8:45p and I was beat. I spent sometime just lying on the floor in the hallway while Toes (my cat) pounced about on top of me (She's usually feening for attention/abuse by the time I get home). I ended up staying awake for an hour watching Mythbusters and Scrubs while I got pretty good and stoned, and then just as I was about to retire for the evening Justin pops out of his room and asks, "Hey dude, are you hungry?" Despite my fatigue I couldn't help, but say "Oh hell yea!" He offered to whip up some Macaroni & Cheese so I told him I was just going to lie in bed until it was done. I fell asleep seconds later.
I awoke to a truely wonderous thing. I nice warm bowl of Mac & Cheese and I was still pretty high. I don't think there was much time for words as I was pretty darn focused on delicious cheesey goodness, but for a freaking bum that was about the most awesome thing Justin has ever done. After I was finished I went back to sleep. What... A... DAY... Now, if I can just get through being here for another 5:00p meeting today I think I'll be good. If not, in my will I am leaving you all 25,000 pennies. Sweet huh?