Draggin' Balls Zzz...

I just had the most sincere feeling of sadness when I realized it's not Friday, it's Wednesday. 

I actually completed it

Today at work there were no parking spots (there are five available on a good day, and there were six trucks there) so I was forced to park in a corner, out of the way of every other vehicle. YET, some dipshit decided to bash my parking job by writing on my window "LEARN TO PARK ASS YOUR DUM". Now, maybe it's just me, but if you are going to mock someone in written form, you should probably use proper punctuation and spelling. So to you mocker "YOU'RE DUMB".

I should go to bed right now, since tomorrow is supposed to be pretty action packed, but I am so far from tired, the thought of my bed isn't even an option right now. Usually by 1:30 I'm exhausted, but maybe the copious amounts of pop, and the four or five double tall white mochas today are the cause. I need to rectify this situation pronto, because I don't want to be a mopey dick tomorrow. That's really all I've got to say this Saturday morning, stay classy people. 

Jason is churning up some lung butter

Copeland - No One Really Wins

Today I went snowboarding, so when I got home I was crazy tired, and took a bath, read a book, and listened to music, and this song come on, and I remembered how awesome it is. 

The internuts are pretty boring at 1:45 in the morning on a Monday, well, Tuesday technically, but I just got home from work 45 minutes ago, so eat a dick my bed, I'm not seeing you for a while, unless this wine, advil, and not being low combination does me in. 

PS, Laura, your MP3 player is on my stereo speaker, I just noticed now, that would have been the perfect convincer, you may or may not want that by Wednesday.