Bleach, not so much. Pine Sol , yes. Lysol too.

I actually love to clean, minus a few tedious chores. It calms me when I feel overwhelmed.

Dinner with the family is over, mercifully. This time instead of bitching I mostly got ignored or given pity statements like "don't worry, you're not too old to have kids of your own one day.''

*sigh*

Come on over

Worked my balls off in the hot ass heat today. Scared customers with songs by the Misfits. Slammed two 40s on the way home. Cute girl smiled at me on the train and was uber come hitherish. I pussed out :\.

Waiting to hear from my Dads new wife to go visit him after complications from triple bi-pass surgery, all while trying to deal with the GF's jerkass broke brother and his family. The new kids really cute, but it doesn't make up for the fact that they all had to unload on us for a day because of a funeral in the family. I'm real friggin cordial but GTFOutOfMyHouse!

Had to vent.

BAAAAHHHHH!!!!!

ok... better.

Never. I'm here to stay. Where's that remote...

(And please don't ask me to stop washing my socks in the punchbowl.)

Typical hellhole Saturday at work. Piggy shoppers left and right, can't seem to figure out how hangers work and why it's not acceptable to hang things inside out when they finally do figure out what to do with the hangers.

Some idiot breeder left a ****ty diaper on the sink in the ladies' room. Customers were mostly mombies out on Mother's Day with their hellspawn. Tomorrow we're rolling out a freebie to the first 200 qualifying customers. Lord, why. Why do we keep giving these assholes reasons to be assholes?

But now I'm alright. Broadcasting some tasty jams of the 60s and 70s if anyone wants to listen. (or bookmark it, because it'll be over in a couple hours.)

dding is my new life now. If anyone is drunk and needs a ride call me

****ty assfukk of a day at work. got wasted on the way home. sobered up. walk my beautiful, sweetheart of a dog for 2.5hours at the beach. came home. plowed so much boozes. wondered and graffittied evverything and anything from 9th and Irving to the Castro... pretty sure i ****ed my cab driver in the mouth, at least. She was beyond horny. Pretty sure I had sex with a trans cab driver. IDC, she blew me like she meant it and I'm just happy to bust a nut in someone's hand that ain't mine (ick,yep, deal with it).

Thanks bro.

Much better now. JFTR.

lol one of the sleaziest things maybe ever posted here?? cmon bro



great weekend. bachelor party at the borgata. went crazy all weekend with some old friends. lots of dirty jokes and laughs. gamblings, drinks, etc. what a glorious weekend :tramp::tramp::tramp:

work was insane but now I'm good to go with some liquor and great tunes.

I'm just alright.

Got a call that my new glasses came in... probably gonna camwhore those when I pick them up in a few days. I've been wearing these terribly nerdy awful old lady things that I hated the instant I picked them up, but didn't feel like bitching so just dealt with them for two years.

These new ones will be a return to the thick black rectangle frames that suit me. I look cool in glasses. Not sexy, just cool, especially when I'm doing something cool.

Bespectacled ladies club ftw

FFS. Exhausting work day. No prep work done yesterday, got in late so I'm already behin and working solo. Then, just all ****ing day people ordered **** I didn't prep. And it was hella ****ing busy. AND some ******* mother****er had the gall to cut cement (????) right across the street, for seven. Straight. Hours. You could hear that **** three blocks any direction. I had to be yelled at and yell to communicate with customers. Seriously, that **** makes Merzbow sound like the beach boys. IT WAs SO ****ING LOUD. My ears are numb and ringing. I'm too tired to even **** myself up tonight :(

Sorry your day was horrible, WD. I'll tell you what I always tell the young, twisted, and suicidal: don't drink when you're sad.

It's my day off today and tomorrow.

I went to Ikea and bought some glassware, extra silverware, and a neat pitcher for water (suck it, Brita, nobody's got $25 for your shit) all for under $20.

I should really call my mom because I was a little intoxicated last night and she was fast asleep by the time I actually had time.

Fabulous weather.

It's Ki's birthday soon and I need to figure out what to spoil him with.

Yeah, that about sums my day up. Super relaxing. Windows open, groovy tunes on.

That is so true. I could have got ****ed up on Saturday night but didn't feel that great mood wise so decided not to bother. There's always next time. I find alcohol makes me feel depressed the day after drinking. Does anyone else feel that?

That's exactly why I never drink when I'm tired, anxious, sad, or any other unpleasant emotion. Because when you're down, alcohol makes it worse. When you're in a pretty good mood and had a great day, alcohol helps you wind down so you can groove on that good mood.

I read somewhere that it's a proven fact that people who feel guilty about their drinking habits are more likely to have severe hangovers than people who have control over their consumption of alcohol.

On an unrelated note, I posted before this happened:

A little girl and her mother saw me today and her mom said "look, that lady has pretty mermaid hair!" which delighted me, and her daughter (maybe 3 years old) started off toward me going "mermaid! mermaid!"

It was precious.

Took the day off of work so I can go see my Dad. He's finally not sedated to the point where I wouldn't be able to talk to him, so I'm heading out. It's a few hours each way but I don't care, I've been waiting for this chance for 2 weeks.

I guess we can start calling you Ariel now?

:)

Thanks, mom.

Traitor.

Lmao I wish I could take that advice but often I don't know I am sad til I am drunk, whoops

:laughing:

Not mom. Older sister? Yes, maybe. Mom? Nope. Double nope.

Also sometimes kids do cute things but 99% of the time I want them to get the hell out of my sight before they start making noise.

That's why I stay away from people I know will kill my buzz. :laughing:

I can be in the best mood ever and then someone I know who's cranky feels the need to bring me down to their level. Hate that shit.

Old guy sitting next to me just asked me if I could smell him. I couldn't... at first.

Some old guy just tricked you into breathing in his fart? :eek:

No I think he just didn't bathe. You know how old people get. Sometimes they're just like, "**** all of these people. I'm ****ing eighty years old and if they don't like my pit stink they can suck the dust from my nuts."

They smell like stale pee and old age, old ppl are like children they don't mind being smelly, and i don't blame them they got nothing to lose if anything i blame their family.

Some old ppl shouldn't live by themselves, they don't know how to bathe or dress properly, their mind slipped away and they didn't even notice and those kinda ppl need to be either put in a home or have a caretaker at theirs.

Only some of them can live by themselves, those that were lucky enough not to loose their mind to senility.

Found out Giger died yesterday, so that's pretty lame. Definitely one of my favorite artists, unsurprisingly. Probably gonna have a beer in his honor after work tonight and watch documentaries about him or something.

Who's Giger??

My day so far has been uneventful, the highlight so far was the grilled cheese sandwich i just ate.

I am moving to my new apartment pretty exited got me some nice new stuff that I saved up for a 500WATT speaker set so I am ready to rock :D

h r giger

I hung out with my dog at my favorite cafe by the beach for a bit. Cute, smiley new waitress. I got my usual- kale, creamy polenta, poached eggs, and cherry tomatoes with an iced coffee or tea (and a tip or two from the old flasky flasky). Went skateboard shopping because I broke mine at some point. I only have 20$ in the bank? Fvckies. =(

Talked to my mom for a while today and walked away with two pieces of information that I have two very different reactions to.

My mom's got an aneurysm in her digestive area. I have a distant cousin, age 33, who just died after his ruptured and she went to get checked. Lo and behold, she's got it, and her grandfather also died from the illness many years ago. Her doctor says it's hereditary. I always seem to have the same bizarre pain in my stomach so I'm thinking I've avoided buying health insurance long enough - gotta get checked because I'm not ready to die yet.

Also my aunt's (2nd) husband got trucked off to a mental ward and I'm insanely delighted by this. He's a mega-douche.

I think someone is stalking me.

As a pretty average tagger, a habit you start to develop is noticing who tags/paints where. Lately, someone has been writing 'never mind' in creepy font everywhere around where I work, where I live, and where I catch my train/bus in the morning/omw home.

It is literally. Nowhere else in the city. I mean, it's easy to miss things once in a while but I pay attention to pretty much every bit of graff I walk by and I've never seen it anywhere else.


Maybe I'm just paranoid but that seems weird, right?

nah just big nirvana fans

That's how I read that the first time

That's how I read your "that's how I read that the first time" the first time.

WD be wankin' everywhere.

I put 2/3 of my face metal back in todayyyyy

Trying to decide if I want to put my plugs back in too, since I'm still relatively stretched

In my earlobes ****in perverts

http://i.imgur.com/FnXhlLI.jpg

My garden view today.

Why the long face?

Will be headed off to work in a couple hours.

Really hoping my preferred supervisor is closing tonight because I've about had it with the other one. Would be even better if our actual dept manager was closing because she doesn't put up with any bullshit and makes sure everyone is doing their job.