So its outer world for me tonight. I am, once again, breaking my New Year's resolution of not drinking during the work week.

Me + life changing vow = failure.

Hey ladies, don't look at me like. I won't fail THAT vow.

Of course, if there were any ladies who were both reading this blog and having amourous intent towards myself, I am quite certain I have chased them away by now. I wonder if I could rent myself out as a scarecrow for women? It would be an easy job. Just show up and try talking to every girl that comes in. I suppose I would be more of an offensive weapon then a defensive one. Like, some dudes are having a party. Their enemy rents me for the night to chase away all the women.

I then get my ass kicked.

I would need some very good health insurance.

That or just charge a lot.

Either way, it couldn't be any worse overall then my current job. Yes, the hunt is back on. Its official!
- posted by Pat @ 9:44 PM

 
Holy crap face, its fucking 2006 and WE HAVE BEEN SILENT.

I imagine Hajduch is quiet becuase he is entering his usual christmas break of booze, Seattle and his stupid job.

Koby has had a massive brain injury and no longer remembers how to use a computer. But he's fine folks, just a little drooly.

Paul is entirely too busy teaching America how to speak English.

And I've been working, drinking (some), being (hella) sick and trying to get my new computer working. It has a broken harddrive. Bleargh.

Otherwise, uh, I still hate life, hate my job, but I am now actively seeking a new job. Again. I swear to god they aren't going to sweet talk me into staying again. FUCK. NO.

Oh, I also picked up Fire Emblem for the GC. This is probably the best fucking game ever. Mainly because Hajduch can't play it. Why you ask? He totally sold his GC. Sucker!
- posted by Pat @ 1:41 PM