Holy Shitballs I've been productive.
I had a crazy day today.
First I went to Paesano's and worked for a few hours.
Then I got my oil changed.
Then I did laundry while taking Jeff to the gas station and then work.
Then I proof-read the latest version of our wine menu at Polo Fields.
Then I did a phone-interview thing with Kassy that turned into a long, introspective discussion.
Then I had a conversation with Kris about her semi-crappy night.
Then I proof-read my buddy Jenk's essay on Home Depot. It needed a LOT of work. Took me over an hour.
Now I have to cook some dinner while balancing my checkbook. Then I work a double at the Daigo Den tomorrow.
Poopy poop poop.
So much for my plans of possibly playing at the open mic at Tap Room tonight. Eh, I wasn't rehearsed enough anyway.
Last time I went to Meijer they were out of Sesame Snack Sticks and now I'm fiending and pissed.
Fuck this post, I need to go fire up some Banquet Chicken.
First I went to Paesano's and worked for a few hours.
Then I got my oil changed.
Then I did laundry while taking Jeff to the gas station and then work.
Then I proof-read the latest version of our wine menu at Polo Fields.
Then I did a phone-interview thing with Kassy that turned into a long, introspective discussion.
Then I had a conversation with Kris about her semi-crappy night.
Then I proof-read my buddy Jenk's essay on Home Depot. It needed a LOT of work. Took me over an hour.
Now I have to cook some dinner while balancing my checkbook. Then I work a double at the Daigo Den tomorrow.
Poopy poop poop.
So much for my plans of possibly playing at the open mic at Tap Room tonight. Eh, I wasn't rehearsed enough anyway.
Last time I went to Meijer they were out of Sesame Snack Sticks and now I'm fiending and pissed.
Fuck this post, I need to go fire up some Banquet Chicken.