The Day After....
Following the malicious attack I suffered yesterday at Warrior's, I figured today couldn't be worse.
It really wasn't worse, just kinda painful.
The right side of neck is swollen really bad and hurts like a mutha. I find this weird, especially since I got stung on top of my freakin' head. I know what the purpose of bees is, but what about hornets? Honest to God, their only purpose is to sting people and cause them to swell up. I feel like Rosie O' Donnell right now. I'm fat, I'm bloated, I'm cranky, and I like women!
Despite the horror that I incurred yesterday, I ventured out into the realm of frisbee...er, disc golf once again. Clint and I played at Borden (I'm not going back out to Warrior's for quite some time). I shot the shittiest -9 in the history of the course. -9 looks good on paper, right? Yeah, it's all right, but I was -7 after 9 holes. I just went to shit after that. What amazed me is that Clint didn't make a single "IT BURNS!" comment. Amazing. I did't think I'd ever live it down.
Tonight, while on break at work (Hell), I told the story of Thursday's insect nightmare that I endured to one of my brother's buddies. Some girl overheard me and through that I met a female disc golfer. I thought to myself, "That's what this world needs more of!" There's three places you can always find me: home, work, disc golf. The more girls in these places, the better!
Despite that, the worst part of my day is always work. It ruins my day knowing I have to go in. Burnout has hit me like a ton of bricks. I did the same thing today I did Wednesday. I found one these little Home Depot Rubik's cubes they gave out to most employees (of course, I didn't get one), and just took it apart and put it back together. I've got a blister to show for doing this about 150 times. It's disheartening to see that Home Depot Credit Services is busy on a Friday night. There are only two days that it bothers me when it's busy: Friday and Sunday. It just seems like better things could be accomplished on those two days. I may just be upset about not getting the Charter job, but I've got a message for Red and Charter (neither of which will ever see my posts, hopefully anyway): You don't know what you're missing!
Actually, I'm not that upset about the Charter thing, just a little disappointed. It'll probably work out for the best anyway. I'll just ask my homegirl Kathryn if McDonald's is hiring. I think another thing that killed me about working tonight was knowing that Rich was throwing one bodacious shindig and others were having a good time while I was in utter misery. I'm calling in next time!
I also wanted to thank Steve for the props on the game list. It's good to see that someone else is a fan of the phenomenal game that is Castlevania: SOTN. I actually think I'm gonna get off of here and play that right now.
Take it easy, ya'll!
It really wasn't worse, just kinda painful.
The right side of neck is swollen really bad and hurts like a mutha. I find this weird, especially since I got stung on top of my freakin' head. I know what the purpose of bees is, but what about hornets? Honest to God, their only purpose is to sting people and cause them to swell up. I feel like Rosie O' Donnell right now. I'm fat, I'm bloated, I'm cranky, and I like women!
Despite the horror that I incurred yesterday, I ventured out into the realm of frisbee...er, disc golf once again. Clint and I played at Borden (I'm not going back out to Warrior's for quite some time). I shot the shittiest -9 in the history of the course. -9 looks good on paper, right? Yeah, it's all right, but I was -7 after 9 holes. I just went to shit after that. What amazed me is that Clint didn't make a single "IT BURNS!" comment. Amazing. I did't think I'd ever live it down.
Tonight, while on break at work (Hell), I told the story of Thursday's insect nightmare that I endured to one of my brother's buddies. Some girl overheard me and through that I met a female disc golfer. I thought to myself, "That's what this world needs more of!" There's three places you can always find me: home, work, disc golf. The more girls in these places, the better!
Despite that, the worst part of my day is always work. It ruins my day knowing I have to go in. Burnout has hit me like a ton of bricks. I did the same thing today I did Wednesday. I found one these little Home Depot Rubik's cubes they gave out to most employees (of course, I didn't get one), and just took it apart and put it back together. I've got a blister to show for doing this about 150 times. It's disheartening to see that Home Depot Credit Services is busy on a Friday night. There are only two days that it bothers me when it's busy: Friday and Sunday. It just seems like better things could be accomplished on those two days. I may just be upset about not getting the Charter job, but I've got a message for Red and Charter (neither of which will ever see my posts, hopefully anyway): You don't know what you're missing!
Actually, I'm not that upset about the Charter thing, just a little disappointed. It'll probably work out for the best anyway. I'll just ask my homegirl Kathryn if McDonald's is hiring. I think another thing that killed me about working tonight was knowing that Rich was throwing one bodacious shindig and others were having a good time while I was in utter misery. I'm calling in next time!
I also wanted to thank Steve for the props on the game list. It's good to see that someone else is a fan of the phenomenal game that is Castlevania: SOTN. I actually think I'm gonna get off of here and play that right now.
Take it easy, ya'll!
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