Friday, April 02, 2004
Free Thought on a Friday
I was sitting here staring at the computer for a solid ten minutes, with complete writer’s block, when I decided to do a quick and concise entry in the high school style of “free thought”. I don’t really know what I want to write about, so I thought it might be fun to spend five minutes writing only about the different things that float in and out of my mind. Hence, well…free thought.
Today my teeth feel funny. I don’t know why. Maybe I’m still reeling from that nasty nap dream I had yesterday. Either way, part of me wants to punch my own teeth in so that they stop irritating the fuck out of me.
Last night I sat around and watched all of my programs. Survivor was the fucking best! I’m telling you, if you don’t watch this show, you don’t know whatcher missing. Rob and Amber? Mmmm….Rob. and Amber. The Apprentice was great as well and I muchly enjoyed seeing that tool bag fake ass southern boy Troy get the boot. His accent is like nails on a chalkboard and his hair could definitely use a different kind of gel. Every time he comes on the TV screen, his spikes poke me in my beautiful browns. ER sucked a dick, but I had to watch it based on years of commitment. Next week may be good though as Carrie Weaver can do no wrong in my eyes. If the episode is about her, then I will sit there in silence and pay attention to every line. I love her and her crippled leg.
I had eggs and a hash brown for breakfast. It took me 2 minutes and 38 seconds to shove it down my gullet. It wasn’t the best breakfast I have ever had. But then again, the best breakfast I ever had was at Bobbebbins and it was a cheeseburger.
SO! A friend of mine from college did my taxes the other night. He was going to do them for free since I offered to reward him with some of the pot. I was really nervous that I was going to owe a shit load of money this year. Last year I had to pay the IRS over $800. However, since I have been putting so much into my retirement package, my taxes are CHEAP this year. In total, I owe the Federal $36 and the State $48. Rock out. I’ll take it with a smile. My tax friend offered me a bunch of deduction options to lower the payments and even receive a refund, but I opted out. I didn’t want to do anything that I felt could be illegal.
But paying my tax guy in pot surely isn’t illegal. You understand the difference.
Also, while I was on the phone with my tax friend, we had this conversation:
Me: “Can I ask you a personal question?”
Tax Friend: “Sure. Go ahead.”
Me: “It’s a pretty bold question, are you sure you don’t mind?”
Tax Friend: “Not at all. What is it?”
Me: “Are you gay? I mean, I know it’s a blunt question, but something was telling me that you are gay and I just had to ask.”
Tax Friend: “HAHAHAHAHA. Joe, you are too much. Yes, I’m gay. How did you figure it out?”
Me: “Let me just say, I have my ways….”
Truth is, I knew when I ran into him a couple months back that he could be gay. I can always tell if a guy is gay or straight by the way they interact with me. I am a very accessible gay man and sometimes even the straight boys have been known to do a little flirting with me. All in all I was pretty impressed that I figured out the sexual orientation of my tax friend.
Wow…my free thought theory has actually been a bit more organized than I imagined it to be. My typos have been few and far between. I’m becoming quite a professional secretary, aren’t I?
I remember when I was little, I actually WANTED to be a secretary when I grew up. I thought it would be fun to answer the phone and to take messages. I should really be thankful. Cuz if I think about it, my dream has come true. Not everyone can say that. I wanted to be a secretary and now I am. Thank God I don’t have any loftier goals.
Alright…peace out shelly.
Hope everyone has a safe and CRAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZY weekend!
I hope to!
BOOCHES!
I was sitting here staring at the computer for a solid ten minutes, with complete writer’s block, when I decided to do a quick and concise entry in the high school style of “free thought”. I don’t really know what I want to write about, so I thought it might be fun to spend five minutes writing only about the different things that float in and out of my mind. Hence, well…free thought.
Today my teeth feel funny. I don’t know why. Maybe I’m still reeling from that nasty nap dream I had yesterday. Either way, part of me wants to punch my own teeth in so that they stop irritating the fuck out of me.
Last night I sat around and watched all of my programs. Survivor was the fucking best! I’m telling you, if you don’t watch this show, you don’t know whatcher missing. Rob and Amber? Mmmm….Rob. and Amber. The Apprentice was great as well and I muchly enjoyed seeing that tool bag fake ass southern boy Troy get the boot. His accent is like nails on a chalkboard and his hair could definitely use a different kind of gel. Every time he comes on the TV screen, his spikes poke me in my beautiful browns. ER sucked a dick, but I had to watch it based on years of commitment. Next week may be good though as Carrie Weaver can do no wrong in my eyes. If the episode is about her, then I will sit there in silence and pay attention to every line. I love her and her crippled leg.
I had eggs and a hash brown for breakfast. It took me 2 minutes and 38 seconds to shove it down my gullet. It wasn’t the best breakfast I have ever had. But then again, the best breakfast I ever had was at Bobbebbins and it was a cheeseburger.
SO! A friend of mine from college did my taxes the other night. He was going to do them for free since I offered to reward him with some of the pot. I was really nervous that I was going to owe a shit load of money this year. Last year I had to pay the IRS over $800. However, since I have been putting so much into my retirement package, my taxes are CHEAP this year. In total, I owe the Federal $36 and the State $48. Rock out. I’ll take it with a smile. My tax friend offered me a bunch of deduction options to lower the payments and even receive a refund, but I opted out. I didn’t want to do anything that I felt could be illegal.
But paying my tax guy in pot surely isn’t illegal. You understand the difference.
Also, while I was on the phone with my tax friend, we had this conversation:
Me: “Can I ask you a personal question?”
Tax Friend: “Sure. Go ahead.”
Me: “It’s a pretty bold question, are you sure you don’t mind?”
Tax Friend: “Not at all. What is it?”
Me: “Are you gay? I mean, I know it’s a blunt question, but something was telling me that you are gay and I just had to ask.”
Tax Friend: “HAHAHAHAHA. Joe, you are too much. Yes, I’m gay. How did you figure it out?”
Me: “Let me just say, I have my ways….”
Truth is, I knew when I ran into him a couple months back that he could be gay. I can always tell if a guy is gay or straight by the way they interact with me. I am a very accessible gay man and sometimes even the straight boys have been known to do a little flirting with me. All in all I was pretty impressed that I figured out the sexual orientation of my tax friend.
Wow…my free thought theory has actually been a bit more organized than I imagined it to be. My typos have been few and far between. I’m becoming quite a professional secretary, aren’t I?
I remember when I was little, I actually WANTED to be a secretary when I grew up. I thought it would be fun to answer the phone and to take messages. I should really be thankful. Cuz if I think about it, my dream has come true. Not everyone can say that. I wanted to be a secretary and now I am. Thank God I don’t have any loftier goals.
Alright…peace out shelly.
Hope everyone has a safe and CRAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZY weekend!
I hope to!
BOOCHES!
