I started this off differently, but realized that basically this would turn into a ranting affair that would make little to no sense. In a effect, kind of like starting off with a line like this I guess.
Yes, it is work related.
But screw it.
I don't want to waste this valuable (Ha!) space on crap like this. I am vowing now that I will simply worry about my own self and not fall down the path of those that just piss me off. I'll let that geriatric glorify himself in whatever goddamn way he wants.
Jerks.
Change of subject and by the way, that is the last time I will ever type about goddamn work on a Sunday. It is my self-proclaimed "holiday" and thereby all mentioning of work is now absolutely prohibited.
Be careful now, it is serious business when I start breaking out the words I don't generally type with. You better believe I broke out that dictionary to pull out more ammo for this crazy sh*t!
No, despite how it appears, I still haven't gone crazy. Yet.
No really, I am absolutely 1000% positive... I really think I'm okay!
I think those are words you'd never want to hear coming from say... a pilot? Your lawyer just before the case that could mean life in prison?
Okay, so maybe I have lost my marbles and maybe my brains and mind at the same time.
Wait, isn't that the same thing? A mind and brains?
Hmmm...
Clearly not.
Saw Happy Feet last night, the movie about dancing penguins. The element that made that entire movie worth watching (in my ever humble opinion), would have to be the Amigos. It was a group of 5 smaller and I assume a different species of penguin.
Ok, this ends up having to be a quick post because really, it is Sunday and that means (according to my as-I-go rule making and with my self-proclaimed holiday without a name) that today is Lazy Day. I just mention it is without a name and BAM! There goes a name.
What was that? I don't do lazy? That is work onry. Yes, Orny. Oops, I suppose you'd have to be a FFXI player to know that one. Eh, anyway... lazy!
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