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Well, last night we went to Boscos for dinner instead of going to see the Lemonheads because Evan Dando is pretentious and had to have 2 opening bands. As if he is that popular anymore, sigh. Besides, they weren't the same after Juliana Hatfield left.
Much fun was had by all. Had a pretty decent steak and reconnected with an old friend. That being said, I think I will start making my own beer at the hizzy. I will name it something like, My Balls. So I can ask people if they would like to taste one of My Balls. Look forward to trying My Balls in a few weeks after tax money gets here.
So that brings us to this morning. Why is it whenever they switch my schedule around so I am working on my day off something bad happens. Like running out of gas on the interstate. Thankfully, I coasted into the perkins exit and only had to walk a couple blocks, but still. So I called my boss to tell him I was going to be a little late, and he says "Well at least it's not raining." Then it started to snow. So you can blame the snow on my boss, cause I sure as hell do.
Granted, my gas gauge doesn't work, but in all fairness I have gone at least 10 miles further before filling up. I should have been able to make it to work and then to the gastation over here. Sigh, I wish I had gotten up earlier cause I knew I was pushing it. But the baby was so snuggly....
Keep warm folks.
Much fun was had by all. Had a pretty decent steak and reconnected with an old friend. That being said, I think I will start making my own beer at the hizzy. I will name it something like, My Balls. So I can ask people if they would like to taste one of My Balls. Look forward to trying My Balls in a few weeks after tax money gets here.
So that brings us to this morning. Why is it whenever they switch my schedule around so I am working on my day off something bad happens. Like running out of gas on the interstate. Thankfully, I coasted into the perkins exit and only had to walk a couple blocks, but still. So I called my boss to tell him I was going to be a little late, and he says "Well at least it's not raining." Then it started to snow. So you can blame the snow on my boss, cause I sure as hell do.
Granted, my gas gauge doesn't work, but in all fairness I have gone at least 10 miles further before filling up. I should have been able to make it to work and then to the gastation over here. Sigh, I wish I had gotten up earlier cause I knew I was pushing it. But the baby was so snuggly....
Keep warm folks.