Thursday, April 27, 2006
Update of the Random Kind
This is the time of the year when my job goes into full out ridiculous mode. Since I work at a college, the end of the semester always brings out the stress and piles of work. And because of that shitastic state of affairs, I’ve been unable to drop a post. However, since the moment I walked in the door my co-workers have gotten so deeply under my skin that my nerves are shot. I’ve had to take about 4 HUGE deep breaths in order to not blow my stack. KABOOM! Do you remember that cereal? I do. It was lame. I say fuck work and fuck my co-workers and time for a little postie.
What a week it’s been. It started on Saturday night when I went out on a date with the subway winker. That’s a whole post in and of itself and I have dinner plans with him again tonight. I’ll give you those grisly details next week. Try not to blow your load before then, cuz it’s a pretty funny story and I’m hoping to have some erotic details to add to it tonight. Funny AND erotic! What more could you ask for in a post?
On Sunday, I organized a birthday extravaganza for my friend Angie. It was replete with a variety of appetizers and brunch foods, as well as booze, booze, booze! The weather was beautiful and we were able to spend some of the time on the roof in the sun. Tyler handled the group pretty well and my friend Tessa even styled his first ever mohawk.
I made a chocolate cake and although it was ugly as sin, it tasted pretty good. PRETTY good. I had such a hard time putting the frosting on it. No matter what I did, the top layer of the cake kept ripping off. And yes, I waited 2 hours after baking before putting the frosting on. What am I? A TOTAL moron? Please, the directions specifically said that on the can of frosting.
The hight light of the day for me was seeing everyone hanging out and talking their faces off. It was a pretty eclectic group of people and it’s so nice to see that Angie has such good taste in people’s character. She’s a pretty special girl.
The low light of the day was when Angie said “Joe, I broke something” and I looked over to see that she had cracked my dead grandmother’s pasta bowl in half. My heart went into my throat, but it was a clean break and I think I can fix it. However, I just took it out of her hands and went on with the day. I’m sure Gramma understands. I mean, it wasn’t THAT great of a bowl to begin with. Stop haunting me over it Grams. Enough’s enough.
I had Monday off from work and spent the majority of it in bed. Paul waited on me hand and foot – mostly cuz I had to drag his drunk ass all over our apartment the night before. Paul’s friend Ryan dropped his dog off at our apartment on Monday morning so that she and Tyler could play together. Ryan’s dog is an Italian Greyhound (smaller than I pictured) and fully an Alien. I didn’t like her one bit…mostly cuz her spindle legs kept stepping all over my face. Oh and she took a massive dump on our couch.
On Tuesday I hung out with Ari. That was fun and crazy as always. Last night I cleaned the apartment like a beastmaster and made corn on the cob. From scratch. I grew it in this little pot and then I shucked it and shoved it up my ass. I came and then I ate it.
Today is hopefully lunch with Ari and then out for dinner with subway construction guy – who I think is a bit smitten with me. Which is nice, cuz although he’s got some major baggage, he’s pretty hot and I’ll probably get a turn at smacking his abs later on. That’s always fun.
Tomorrow I’m flying to Syracuse to see my friend Jessica. We’ve been planning this trip for months and we’ve had to postpone a number of times. Finally I’ll get to see her and play around in the suburbs for a few days. Her husband is the brother of Colin from The Real World: Hawaii. I wrote about him once before in this journal and was told to remove what I had written. Yes, I consider it to be super big time lame, but hey…Jessica is a close friend and whatever she wants, she gets.
My mood today could be considered as a cross between snarky and smarmy. I guess that would make it SNARMY. Mostly I’m just pissed off at Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, and Ashlee Simpson. I was promised they would all be dead by now. Such bullshit.
cockandballs
On that note…I promise many more interesting posts next week covering the following topics:
Date 1 and 2 with construction worker subway guy
The end of the TV season – who tanked, who rose to the challenge
Having an orgasm while performing the Abraham Lincoln
Imagine?
Try to enjoy the rest of your day all!
This is the time of the year when my job goes into full out ridiculous mode. Since I work at a college, the end of the semester always brings out the stress and piles of work. And because of that shitastic state of affairs, I’ve been unable to drop a post. However, since the moment I walked in the door my co-workers have gotten so deeply under my skin that my nerves are shot. I’ve had to take about 4 HUGE deep breaths in order to not blow my stack. KABOOM! Do you remember that cereal? I do. It was lame. I say fuck work and fuck my co-workers and time for a little postie.
What a week it’s been. It started on Saturday night when I went out on a date with the subway winker. That’s a whole post in and of itself and I have dinner plans with him again tonight. I’ll give you those grisly details next week. Try not to blow your load before then, cuz it’s a pretty funny story and I’m hoping to have some erotic details to add to it tonight. Funny AND erotic! What more could you ask for in a post?
On Sunday, I organized a birthday extravaganza for my friend Angie. It was replete with a variety of appetizers and brunch foods, as well as booze, booze, booze! The weather was beautiful and we were able to spend some of the time on the roof in the sun. Tyler handled the group pretty well and my friend Tessa even styled his first ever mohawk.
I made a chocolate cake and although it was ugly as sin, it tasted pretty good. PRETTY good. I had such a hard time putting the frosting on it. No matter what I did, the top layer of the cake kept ripping off. And yes, I waited 2 hours after baking before putting the frosting on. What am I? A TOTAL moron? Please, the directions specifically said that on the can of frosting.
The hight light of the day for me was seeing everyone hanging out and talking their faces off. It was a pretty eclectic group of people and it’s so nice to see that Angie has such good taste in people’s character. She’s a pretty special girl.
The low light of the day was when Angie said “Joe, I broke something” and I looked over to see that she had cracked my dead grandmother’s pasta bowl in half. My heart went into my throat, but it was a clean break and I think I can fix it. However, I just took it out of her hands and went on with the day. I’m sure Gramma understands. I mean, it wasn’t THAT great of a bowl to begin with. Stop haunting me over it Grams. Enough’s enough.
I had Monday off from work and spent the majority of it in bed. Paul waited on me hand and foot – mostly cuz I had to drag his drunk ass all over our apartment the night before. Paul’s friend Ryan dropped his dog off at our apartment on Monday morning so that she and Tyler could play together. Ryan’s dog is an Italian Greyhound (smaller than I pictured) and fully an Alien. I didn’t like her one bit…mostly cuz her spindle legs kept stepping all over my face. Oh and she took a massive dump on our couch.
On Tuesday I hung out with Ari. That was fun and crazy as always. Last night I cleaned the apartment like a beastmaster and made corn on the cob. From scratch. I grew it in this little pot and then I shucked it and shoved it up my ass. I came and then I ate it.
Today is hopefully lunch with Ari and then out for dinner with subway construction guy – who I think is a bit smitten with me. Which is nice, cuz although he’s got some major baggage, he’s pretty hot and I’ll probably get a turn at smacking his abs later on. That’s always fun.
Tomorrow I’m flying to Syracuse to see my friend Jessica. We’ve been planning this trip for months and we’ve had to postpone a number of times. Finally I’ll get to see her and play around in the suburbs for a few days. Her husband is the brother of Colin from The Real World: Hawaii. I wrote about him once before in this journal and was told to remove what I had written. Yes, I consider it to be super big time lame, but hey…Jessica is a close friend and whatever she wants, she gets.
My mood today could be considered as a cross between snarky and smarmy. I guess that would make it SNARMY. Mostly I’m just pissed off at Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, and Ashlee Simpson. I was promised they would all be dead by now. Such bullshit.
cockandballs
On that note…I promise many more interesting posts next week covering the following topics:
Date 1 and 2 with construction worker subway guy
The end of the TV season – who tanked, who rose to the challenge
Having an orgasm while performing the Abraham Lincoln
Imagine?
Try to enjoy the rest of your day all!
