CVS, colds, nightmares and tennis matches
Ladies and gentlemen, I got a job at CVS. Its not glamorous, its not fun, it doesnt even pay well, but so far I like it. Its a combination of cashiering and common sense, and Ive got both skills. Excuse me if I ramble but I took some nyquil a while ago and its starting to kick in.
Labenz just brought up lent. I think this year im giving up lent for lent. I mean thats the ultimate challenge of faith. For the next 40 days I will be as corrupt a sinner as you can get just so that I can harm my soul by doing it. What the f am I talking about, seriously.
Have you ever noticed how Cartman always says "you guys! you guys! Im seriously you guys!" I think we're supposed to catch that.
Im having second thoughts about playing Ouija.
I had a really strange dream this morning. I think I was either at Corona or Mt Pointe and it was some sort of Academic Decathlonesque competition thing. The bad part is that I hadnt studied and I panicked. I panicked really bad, and just when I thought things couldnt get any worse, my teeth started falling out! I had the clear feeling in my mouth during the dream that my teeth were missing, and I was spitting out chunks of teeth, blood and gums and a razorblade at some point. Very scary stuff.
As I mentioned im very sick. Got the sinus going, coughing, dizzy head, runny nose, the whole package. And it all started yesterday at work. It just hit me like a sledgehammer. I was feeling wonderful one second, and then BAM I felt like s. This morning was no better and I had a tennis match tonight. It was all the way out in Paseo which is about an hour and a little more from my house. I played some guy that looked like he had been taken from the set of To Catch a Predator. Oh yeah, and he sucked, no backhand, ok serve, and mediocre forehand. I think I had a fever during the first set. I felt like I had no peripheral vision and I felt like s. So I lost the set 1-6. But then second set I told myself that the smarties I was eating were a combination of crack cocaine speed and superman semen pills that would get me going. It totally did. I was up 4-1 playing really intense (I mean intense, very pumped up), taking the net and getting pretty vocal too. Come on! Yesssss! HA! Oh im too good/fast/strong saying things like that.
and then I ran out of steam
He came back, we went to a 2nd set tie breaker at 6-6 and I lost it 2-7 I think. I shook hands and went to throw up in the bathroom. That was great.
Anyway I just started watching Reno 911! on this website http://www.tv-links.co.uk/ which is a really nice website. Anyway back to Reno. It is so funny. Episode 13 season 1 is my favorite so far.
That nyquil is really kicking in now. Goodnight.
Labenz just brought up lent. I think this year im giving up lent for lent. I mean thats the ultimate challenge of faith. For the next 40 days I will be as corrupt a sinner as you can get just so that I can harm my soul by doing it. What the f am I talking about, seriously.
Have you ever noticed how Cartman always says "you guys! you guys! Im seriously you guys!" I think we're supposed to catch that.
Im having second thoughts about playing Ouija.
I had a really strange dream this morning. I think I was either at Corona or Mt Pointe and it was some sort of Academic Decathlonesque competition thing. The bad part is that I hadnt studied and I panicked. I panicked really bad, and just when I thought things couldnt get any worse, my teeth started falling out! I had the clear feeling in my mouth during the dream that my teeth were missing, and I was spitting out chunks of teeth, blood and gums and a razorblade at some point. Very scary stuff.
As I mentioned im very sick. Got the sinus going, coughing, dizzy head, runny nose, the whole package. And it all started yesterday at work. It just hit me like a sledgehammer. I was feeling wonderful one second, and then BAM I felt like s. This morning was no better and I had a tennis match tonight. It was all the way out in Paseo which is about an hour and a little more from my house. I played some guy that looked like he had been taken from the set of To Catch a Predator. Oh yeah, and he sucked, no backhand, ok serve, and mediocre forehand. I think I had a fever during the first set. I felt like I had no peripheral vision and I felt like s. So I lost the set 1-6. But then second set I told myself that the smarties I was eating were a combination of crack cocaine speed and superman semen pills that would get me going. It totally did. I was up 4-1 playing really intense (I mean intense, very pumped up), taking the net and getting pretty vocal too. Come on! Yesssss! HA! Oh im too good/fast/strong saying things like that.
and then I ran out of steam
He came back, we went to a 2nd set tie breaker at 6-6 and I lost it 2-7 I think. I shook hands and went to throw up in the bathroom. That was great.
Anyway I just started watching Reno 911! on this website http://www.tv-links.co.uk/ which is a really nice website. Anyway back to Reno. It is so funny. Episode 13 season 1 is my favorite so far.
That nyquil is really kicking in now. Goodnight.