Your day just became a whole lot better
Because I am creating words on the internet. Let's let that sink in for a moment: Joseph is posting something. There is this huge block of awesome staring me in the face, and I just KNOW it holds candy and gems and shiny bits and puppy dog tails and all of my favorite things! DUDE YOU'RE LIKE DEAD BUT THEN I HEAR FROM OTHER PEOPLE YOU DO SHIT AND NEVER TALK ABOUT SHIT BUT NOW YOU'RE HERE SHIT OH MAH GAWD.
Alrighty, so let's break this up into sections. First a series of announcements.
*ahem*
So my sister and I and some people have this room at DragonCon right? Except that whoever we were rooming with has decided we have cooties and isn't rooming with us anymore, so we're looking for paying customers who wanna stay at the con between Thursday night and Monday morning (AWL WEEKUND) who's feet are slightly more temperate than lukewarm. Clothing are of course optional, and if you're not planning on inviting me to the 10 white girl orgy then at least let me know so I don't walk in on it and put your naked asses on 4chan. Please contact myself or my frantic sister for more info.
Speaking of contacts, I do have a new cell phone and number. No longer will my conversations be cut short because I can't afford to talk and damned if I can't screen my calls 24/7 under a flat monthly fee. I refuse to post my number on the internet for (what should be) obvious reasons. Want it? Open your goddamned mouth...fingers, and ask. I don't care when/why you call, it's just a matter of if I'll actually pick up or not.
Now, a matter or two of slight concern to myself: I am a busy man. I am working my ass off trying to better myself in life, putting myself in a position to earn more so I can achieve more while trying to support my family who in turn are also trying to set me up in a better position. As such I do silly things like hand gobs of cash away, share one car between up to three people given our current situation and drive people to and from as necessary. This has apparently become a problem to a lot of people who's disturbing priority in life revolves around staring at the high side of my ass and making me do things of little to no consequence other than entertainment value and filling that small, empty void in their life where lifetime achievement should be. Sometimes, I do have other obligations. Sometimes, it's just inconvenient scheduling. More than often, I just don't feel like doing the same shit every other night if it does not involve the words "Free", "Food" and "Gas". You can be upset and make sad faces until the cows come home, however do not under any circumstances stand there and bitch because I cannot stay that extra few hours and continue doing nothing. Do not offer "suggestions" or your unwanted opinions on how my family needs to get their shit together so I have the free time to run around town compensating for the fact that men and/or women do not talk to you. I understand I'm awesome. Really, it's much more difficult shitting roses than actual bricks. However if my life is to become a pubic spectacle I'm gonna be the first one to make a round-robin trip and make a lot of you feel bad. I will not be smiling when I do it.
Secondly, a very specific personal decision and potential opportunity has come under a lot of fire from a few people who seem to disagree with my decisions, and it's caused a lot more reaction than I originally expected. This is one of those things that if you don't know you probably don't need to and it really does not need to be mentioned here. Anyway, in regards to these things I do not ask permission or take personal opinions. If there is some valid reason why I should or should not do what I want to do, fine. Let me know. However do not expect me to instantly agree with you and run off to do something else for some "personal" (please note the biting sarcasm there, I just typed that with my left nut bounce bounce bounce) reason that you won't even so much as clarify or rationally tell me about. I don't care. I really do not care, and if I'm going to end up playing a game of decisions with some (way too many) of you then out of principle alone I will make sure you are not in any way happy with my decisions. I am trying my very hardest to suppress the inner-asshole and not do anything out of spite, but a handful of you are making this incredibly difficult. If you actually have issue with this you are free to talk to me like an adult and not like a pissed off teenager. If it becomes too much of an issue in the future, mind your own business and find something else to talk about.
Wow. Well now that I've got that off my chest I'm gonna go tear ass to work and not be late. My co-workers have taken to calling me Papa Chulo lately, and will call me from across the store. Very loudly. I fucking love my job.
Alrighty, so let's break this up into sections. First a series of announcements.
*ahem*
So my sister and I and some people have this room at DragonCon right? Except that whoever we were rooming with has decided we have cooties and isn't rooming with us anymore, so we're looking for paying customers who wanna stay at the con between Thursday night and Monday morning (AWL WEEKUND) who's feet are slightly more temperate than lukewarm. Clothing are of course optional, and if you're not planning on inviting me to the 10 white girl orgy then at least let me know so I don't walk in on it and put your naked asses on 4chan. Please contact myself or my frantic sister for more info.
Speaking of contacts, I do have a new cell phone and number. No longer will my conversations be cut short because I can't afford to talk and damned if I can't screen my calls 24/7 under a flat monthly fee. I refuse to post my number on the internet for (what should be) obvious reasons. Want it? Open your goddamned mouth...fingers, and ask. I don't care when/why you call, it's just a matter of if I'll actually pick up or not.
Now, a matter or two of slight concern to myself: I am a busy man. I am working my ass off trying to better myself in life, putting myself in a position to earn more so I can achieve more while trying to support my family who in turn are also trying to set me up in a better position. As such I do silly things like hand gobs of cash away, share one car between up to three people given our current situation and drive people to and from as necessary. This has apparently become a problem to a lot of people who's disturbing priority in life revolves around staring at the high side of my ass and making me do things of little to no consequence other than entertainment value and filling that small, empty void in their life where lifetime achievement should be. Sometimes, I do have other obligations. Sometimes, it's just inconvenient scheduling. More than often, I just don't feel like doing the same shit every other night if it does not involve the words "Free", "Food" and "Gas". You can be upset and make sad faces until the cows come home, however do not under any circumstances stand there and bitch because I cannot stay that extra few hours and continue doing nothing. Do not offer "suggestions" or your unwanted opinions on how my family needs to get their shit together so I have the free time to run around town compensating for the fact that men and/or women do not talk to you. I understand I'm awesome. Really, it's much more difficult shitting roses than actual bricks. However if my life is to become a pubic spectacle I'm gonna be the first one to make a round-robin trip and make a lot of you feel bad. I will not be smiling when I do it.
Secondly, a very specific personal decision and potential opportunity has come under a lot of fire from a few people who seem to disagree with my decisions, and it's caused a lot more reaction than I originally expected. This is one of those things that if you don't know you probably don't need to and it really does not need to be mentioned here. Anyway, in regards to these things I do not ask permission or take personal opinions. If there is some valid reason why I should or should not do what I want to do, fine. Let me know. However do not expect me to instantly agree with you and run off to do something else for some "personal" (please note the biting sarcasm there, I just typed that with my left nut bounce bounce bounce) reason that you won't even so much as clarify or rationally tell me about. I don't care. I really do not care, and if I'm going to end up playing a game of decisions with some (way too many) of you then out of principle alone I will make sure you are not in any way happy with my decisions. I am trying my very hardest to suppress the inner-asshole and not do anything out of spite, but a handful of you are making this incredibly difficult. If you actually have issue with this you are free to talk to me like an adult and not like a pissed off teenager. If it becomes too much of an issue in the future, mind your own business and find something else to talk about.
Wow. Well now that I've got that off my chest I'm gonna go tear ass to work and not be late. My co-workers have taken to calling me Papa Chulo lately, and will call me from across the store. Very loudly. I fucking love my job.