Ahoy! Been awhile... How the fuck you have you been?
Since I'm truly dedicated:
I got angry. Really Angry. At someone at work. In fact, I screamed at said person. In my 27 years, aside from road rage, I have never screamed at someone. My reasons were right, but it was pretty classless of me to scream at the person, oh did I forget to mention I swore at the person? (Not names or anything, just "be a fucking team player", "do your fucking job" etc, etc.) I apologized, everything is okay. I enjoyed my two nights off from work (the rest of that night, and the following). Here's to 27 more years without screaming... maybe I never will again now that I'm aware that I have the capacity to do so, I'll be on alert.
Game night 2 weeks ago went awesome, Pete and Jenn have become regulars. Katie is almost a regular too. Breanna is of course :) And I seem to show up a lot as well. Rich came... and we even had a surprise Dexter appearance before he left. And invalids CAN fucking fly, bastards. Also, ho's bounce.
The superbowl at work went shitty. Total collapse. No Dexter. The lower oven broke (the one that's worked 364 days a year for 20 years). Total chaos.
Rich, me and Breanna saw Million Dollar Baby. Great movie. Different from Mystic River, but definitely as good. Clint, keep rolling them out brother.
The main reason I've gone missing is that I purchased Sid Meier's Pirates. And what a fabulous game that is. There have only been 4 games in my life that always hold my attention for years: (Sid Meier's) Civilizations, (Sid Meier's) Pirates (first released in 1987), Super Tecmo Bowl, and Age of Empires. If you like games, go buy Pirates. Remember in trainspotting when he boards himself up in his apartment, after he puts in the last nail, he decides he needs just one more hit before he REALLY quits? Its like that. I've played it constantly.
Andrea invited us out to Connxtions, the lead-in was local, and she was fun. The open mic before that was a little weak, but they tried. The main act; however, rocked my socks, or cocks... or just my one cock, whatever he was awesome. I truly enjoyed him as much as Kevin Nealon, if not more. He (and by he I mean we're talking about J. Scott Homan here) was southern, dead pan, and just had pauses.... he mastered the fucking pause... he'd just say it... not smile... long pause.... god I love that man. Thanks Andrea
http://www.connxtionscomedyclub.com/ Dropped the L-Bomb.
Missed Courtney's Vagina Monologues. Bah.
Miss Dexter at work and outside. Dexter, come home, the flowers don't grow without you.
I'm sure I missed something, but you don't know any better.
and thats about all I have to say about that right now.
Update: I just made a salad. Which is almost like me cooking. Wow. I unwrapped my cutting board I've had for 9 years. Used that. And I'm eating healthy. Quick, someone be proud of me.