"The Easter Bunny did this?!"
Been a long time since I posted.
A lot has happened since the wreck. I seem to be living under a "cloud".
As some of you know, I was hit by a drunk driver almost a month ago. Well, now I gave my right foot a high sprain. Yes, that's right. I sprained my ankle. How did I pull that off? Well, I tripped over my right foot. (Brian, there is no deep politcal meaning there and if you think there is, I do reserve the right to "take you down to China Town", "bust a cap in your arse", cause thats how i roll...there's only gonna be two hits you sorry commie liberal democratic poster child for birth control pills....me hitting you, and you hittin the floor dawg)....it ain't no thang...meet me by the swing set and the monkey bars after school hommie... ... *pours some kool aide out of a bottle on the road* this is for all da hommies whos got sent up da riva on dem monkey bars... ...*coughs*...sorry.
Anyways, I had my third interview for Cooks. It was a drug test. I believe I passed in flying colors...you know due to the fact that I am, have been, and always will be CLEAN OF ILLEGAL DRUGS...*coughs*...unlike Mr. Grey. *immitates someone making a chalk mark on a green chalk board*. I do believe that makes two this round Brian.
The pain in my foot, although has decreased in the sense that it is not hurting all day, however occasionally, a pulse of pain surges through my foot like a knife jabbing it for a split second. Even though this pain is once in a while and it doesn't occur unless I have been on the foot through the day...I can only imagine how it will feel once i get back to work.
Work. It's been a little over a week since I have been to work. I don't miss it. In fact, I cannot wait to start my new job as a technician for Cook's Pest Control. It doesn't bother me anymore that I have to keep a clean shaven face or short hair. Although I do miss my goatee. It brought a rather rustic look to myself. It made me look older.
I didn't feel older. Not until this week.
I don't know anymore how I should feel about being 22. I do remember being 21. Twenty one was such a good time in my life. I met Carolynn for the first time ever.
I love her so much. One can say that she has stolen my heart. I will not leave her side. Not for anything or anyone.
Brian Grey can eat bark.
*snickers*
Anyways, I got my cell phone back. That's good I guess. Except now I show up as Katie Allen on caller ID. That's...odd.
Getting back to seriousness...
Brian, I am just kidding...you aight dawg...it's all good.
A lot has happened since the wreck. I seem to be living under a "cloud".
As some of you know, I was hit by a drunk driver almost a month ago. Well, now I gave my right foot a high sprain. Yes, that's right. I sprained my ankle. How did I pull that off? Well, I tripped over my right foot. (Brian, there is no deep politcal meaning there and if you think there is, I do reserve the right to "take you down to China Town", "bust a cap in your arse", cause thats how i roll...there's only gonna be two hits you sorry commie liberal democratic poster child for birth control pills....me hitting you, and you hittin the floor dawg)....it ain't no thang...meet me by the swing set and the monkey bars after school hommie... ... *pours some kool aide out of a bottle on the road* this is for all da hommies whos got sent up da riva on dem monkey bars... ...*coughs*...sorry.
Anyways, I had my third interview for Cooks. It was a drug test. I believe I passed in flying colors...you know due to the fact that I am, have been, and always will be CLEAN OF ILLEGAL DRUGS...*coughs*...unlike Mr. Grey. *immitates someone making a chalk mark on a green chalk board*. I do believe that makes two this round Brian.
The pain in my foot, although has decreased in the sense that it is not hurting all day, however occasionally, a pulse of pain surges through my foot like a knife jabbing it for a split second. Even though this pain is once in a while and it doesn't occur unless I have been on the foot through the day...I can only imagine how it will feel once i get back to work.
Work. It's been a little over a week since I have been to work. I don't miss it. In fact, I cannot wait to start my new job as a technician for Cook's Pest Control. It doesn't bother me anymore that I have to keep a clean shaven face or short hair. Although I do miss my goatee. It brought a rather rustic look to myself. It made me look older.
I didn't feel older. Not until this week.
I don't know anymore how I should feel about being 22. I do remember being 21. Twenty one was such a good time in my life. I met Carolynn for the first time ever.
I love her so much. One can say that she has stolen my heart. I will not leave her side. Not for anything or anyone.
Brian Grey can eat bark.
*snickers*
Anyways, I got my cell phone back. That's good I guess. Except now I show up as Katie Allen on caller ID. That's...odd.
Getting back to seriousness...
Brian, I am just kidding...you aight dawg...it's all good.