[rubbing at his eyes] Jesus Christ ... how do you diurnal people do it? Get up in the morning, that is. I can't stand this. I wake up after a fitful 5hrs of sleep or so, and get a shower. I'm not hungry, because its a screwed up body clock for me, all day. And I have to remain sharp enough to deal with my opthomologist and the bank folks, whom I'm going to try and get a loan out of.
Oi vey ... I need a back-rub, too. Falling apart as I get older, I fear. Just need me a nice snuggly blonde that can put up with my bizarre psyche. And who likes fast cars, of course. ;)
Yay, I'm here at the office because the bank downstairs can't do am application via their computers. I needed more proof this place is monumentally fucked up?
OK, finally home, though I had a lovely rack of ribs at Longhorn. I may just wait until next week to deal with insurance ... I'm feeling beat today.
The DCU says they'll have me cash by the evening, so ... at least that's one less worry. Hallileu.
Now, finish reading comics and LiveJournals, and start on Ghost Dog.
Nerd, Freak, Geek, Dweeb. Sound familiar?
That's okay, cause I will be the richest
person at my 15th year high-school reunion.
If a "con" isn't happening that weekend.
Take the GEEK Test at Fuali.com!
Well, I may know what punk is, but... Okay
maybe some people think I am punk, but is
that enough? Nope.
Take the PUNK/POSER Test at Fuali.com!
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