Hour 10 of 16-hr shift #2 . . . .
What do you do when you have idle time, sleep depravation, and (sorta) high speed internet access? Do whatever it takes to kill hours and not suddenly lapse into unconciousness. I so need like, a couple gallons of red bull.
Oh, got about four chapters of my anti-Chobsky story done. And by chapters, I mean letters, since the source material's narrative was a series of letters written to nice guy X who doesn't sleep with people even though he could have. Nice fellow, guy X. Gets more than half the Lakers team put together. Seriously, you should see his living room - it's got a ticket machine and a bad ass now-serving system to his bedroom. Next to a Popeye's Chicken booth near the garage which houses a Toyota Supra, and a tank designed specifically to kill commies. And hippies. The guy working the Popeye's chicke stand will tell you. He's the guy who's yelling "Jackson!" as he bashes you over the head with his fists.
Man, guy X is awesome.
Oh, got about four chapters of my anti-Chobsky story done. And by chapters, I mean letters, since the source material's narrative was a series of letters written to nice guy X who doesn't sleep with people even though he could have. Nice fellow, guy X. Gets more than half the Lakers team put together. Seriously, you should see his living room - it's got a ticket machine and a bad ass now-serving system to his bedroom. Next to a Popeye's Chicken booth near the garage which houses a Toyota Supra, and a tank designed specifically to kill commies. And hippies. The guy working the Popeye's chicke stand will tell you. He's the guy who's yelling "Jackson!" as he bashes you over the head with his fists.
Man, guy X is awesome.