saturday/sunday
i am blogging today but its already tomorrow... its two two two blogs in one.
tonight i went to work made money and watch the cavs get a victory ripped out of their hands... alot of crappy shooting at the end.. i would attribute it to the panic that must set in when the other team (team... team....) is breathing down your neck. sad sad sad.
tonight:
1. i made good money
2. had a lady customer say with suprise "groucho marx is dead?"
3. laughed aloud when a couple of customers came in to a dead bar at the cliff hanger end of 2x overtime and put money in the juke box to hear ... "secret garden" by bruce springsteen..... ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME - ASSHOLE!!
4. came home and caught an MTV sort of tribute to Pdiddy for running the marathon .. he did it for kids, he did it for education... so explain to me why in the interview he said "they axed me if i'd run another marathon ... and the TRUF is i would." AXED, TRUF... pdiddy.... EDUCATION... EXAMPLE.... jackass.
5. chitty bang bang is on.. nothin i love more then dick van dyke singing "the old bamboo"
6. i got on the scale this a.m. after a few days of reckless eating. i put it off for a few just to make sure i didn't kill myself before christmas.. i'm holding out for Dec.25th! but i was lower then i thought and happy. i had pizza with hotsauce for dinner. hooray.
thank god tomorrow is sunday.... a slight reprieve before diving headlong into the vast, rotting, stinking pile of shit that the work week is. plus i have to work with the youth of today pretty much all next weekend so it's actually overtime in the stinking pile of shit - god bless.
i remain,
F E A
ps: big chuck and little jon are doing holiday crafts on the show tonight... i hope it kills them.
i am blogging today but its already tomorrow... its two two two blogs in one.
tonight i went to work made money and watch the cavs get a victory ripped out of their hands... alot of crappy shooting at the end.. i would attribute it to the panic that must set in when the other team (team... team....) is breathing down your neck. sad sad sad.
tonight:
1. i made good money
2. had a lady customer say with suprise "groucho marx is dead?"
3. laughed aloud when a couple of customers came in to a dead bar at the cliff hanger end of 2x overtime and put money in the juke box to hear ... "secret garden" by bruce springsteen..... ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME - ASSHOLE!!
4. came home and caught an MTV sort of tribute to Pdiddy for running the marathon .. he did it for kids, he did it for education... so explain to me why in the interview he said "they axed me if i'd run another marathon ... and the TRUF is i would." AXED, TRUF... pdiddy.... EDUCATION... EXAMPLE.... jackass.
5. chitty bang bang is on.. nothin i love more then dick van dyke singing "the old bamboo"
6. i got on the scale this a.m. after a few days of reckless eating. i put it off for a few just to make sure i didn't kill myself before christmas.. i'm holding out for Dec.25th! but i was lower then i thought and happy. i had pizza with hotsauce for dinner. hooray.
thank god tomorrow is sunday.... a slight reprieve before diving headlong into the vast, rotting, stinking pile of shit that the work week is. plus i have to work with the youth of today pretty much all next weekend so it's actually overtime in the stinking pile of shit - god bless.
i remain,
F E A
ps: big chuck and little jon are doing holiday crafts on the show tonight... i hope it kills them.
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