Oh man, the hell? This is crazy. I didn't drink for an entire week (almost) and did I post? No. Man, stupid side jobs. Note to self: stop being an idiot. If unfortunate things happen, do not shoot self in foot in penance. Not helpful.

Otherwise, things are going well. Job is okay, beer is okay, coffee is beginning to be optional. I am not entirely certain how I feel about this. Coffee was mandatory for breathing before. And now, eh, take it or leave it. Usually take it, but I now have the option, most of the time.

My wall scrolls continue to be absolute dicks and refuse to stay on my walls. C'mon guys, its duct tape. Its mere prescence should ensure you keeping those walls up until God Himself smites me down for being entirely too rad. Or lame. One of the two, I get 'em confused all the time. But not the smiting. You don't confuse that with anything. Except maybe a moose.

I can see that happening.

I guess this is more of an open letter then a blog post really. My audience is you personally, dear reader. No one else. And each one of you at a time. Or, both of you on your own. Or something suitably humurous and internetly self-deprecating.

Well, I'm off for dinner. Its going to be an elegant repast of humus, whole wheat pita bread my mom is probably really pissed I took and water. I live the goddamned life!
- posted by Pat @ 7:44 PM