Nov 262008
 

So, I’m laying here fighting the urge to barf, and trying to take my mind off how crappy I feel, when I realize; I haven’t posted to my rant in a month or so…

so here’s the time line (minus the times)…

I got a job. I rented an apartment.

there. done. You now know what is going on.

(*bwarf*)

No, that wasn’t me typing for no reason… I really just answered a recall letter from my lunch. nice huh? Here, allow me to elaborate: It started as a belch, but then it became a little stinky as I realized that wasn’t air passing my uvula… that was a nice bit of masticated pork followed by–what I assume to be the sauce it was marinated in… strange thing? the M&Ms I ate just before lunch followed… I believe it was M&Ms because it was a rich chocolaty-bile that erupted…

(*bwarf*)

nice…

this sucks… I have to work tomorrow…

  2 Responses to “little bits of meat, corn, and M&Ms…”

  1. An apartment ,huh? I bet its nice compared to that man cave you were living in. Your mom is great;howver, freedom MUST have its rewards, am I right? Its to bad it took severe illness to prompt an update. I thought maybe you’d fallen of the planet.
    As I said in my email, I hope I’m not still single and living with my brothers when I’m fifty ;~{ Good for you!!

  2. You thought he had fallen of the face of the Earth, too? I thought it was just me… :)

    Nic, that switch is still at my house, waiting for you to pick it up. …actually, it’s in my garage now. We don’t have as much room as we did in the last couple of houses.

    One of these days, I’m going to talk to the city and ask them if I can discharge a firearm if it’s underground in the back yard (so that neighbors don’t get nervous). If they say “yes” I would just need to dig a deep hole in my back yard… a long one, like an indoor firing range… :)