Jinkies
Well, the month's half over and I'm a little halfway over my goal for the month. Not bad I suppose. So today is supposed to be Brad's day off, but instead he comes in and is in a pissy mood the entire time. Clayton and I were eating lunch and I was joking about something and he comes up and I don't wanna say yells at me and says to pack a bunch of stuff up for UPS. I do what he says and I'm having trouble finding a large box for an odd shaped guitar and I ask him as nice as I can and he couldn't be more of a jack-off to me. I found a box, got everything ready for him and that was about it. Man, Brad's an alright guy, but Johnny tapdancing Cochran lighten up and get that sand out of your vagina, it's starting to give you cramps or something.
Frisbee Thursday is gonna be good, I better see a bunch of you there.
oh, and before anyone lays down a comment about me fussing, remember this...this blog is for me to vent whereas I could just call you up and be a complete dick about everything for like half an hour. Hell, I'd listen to you and I wouldn't give you shit about it. That's all for now.
Frisbee Thursday is gonna be good, I better see a bunch of you there.
oh, and before anyone lays down a comment about me fussing, remember this...this blog is for me to vent whereas I could just call you up and be a complete dick about everything for like half an hour. Hell, I'd listen to you and I wouldn't give you shit about it. That's all for now.