And it Begins...
The Start of Bad Days
So today was a completely horrible day..and I'm not really sure why...
as soon as I woke up this morning my joy was stolen..that and I kept waking up to random jerk offs talking loudly as they passed my open windows...you know there's nothing I can do, either keep my windows close and fry to death in the oven roaster called an apartment, or kick some landlord ass and have them turn off the god damned boilers....whatever..
so mindy woke up around noonish and was awake awake..kicked me out of bed to take her home...well that set me off in a bad mood...I had to gather my stuff and things I was going to need (i.e. shaving things and so forth) and to be blunt, I hate having to think things out in the morning/when I wake up..I like things to be habitual and to flow into place..having to get up so quickly and try to comprehend what I was going to need for the day rubbed me the wrong way...
and not to mention this is the third day in a row I have had really bad dreams...
so whatever...
I eventually make it to work, not in any good mood whatsoever...and there are a couple extras..I am sooo going home...but I am in the bar..I've never worked the bar section on a weekend night..so I decided to stay..EHHHHHH, wrong answer....I made a total of 50 dollars, had to put up with people trying to sit at my dirty tables so they could get "first dibs" on my tables, the loudness of everything, shitty tippers, and I actually got stiffed on a tip...not to mention I cut myself, lost my penguin button..and so forth...
fuck this day..
Friday, October 21, 2005
Monday, October 17, 2005
Marshall and Six Glasses...
..Mr. and Mrs.
so today was the much anticipated return to the hand state..or was it?
so the wake up at seven lasted for...a half hour, ending with mindy and myself going back to sleep..I was really tired, and I have to get up on my own accord, otherwise it's doomed from the beginning..anyways..I woke back up at noon...it was a little while later I actually got out of bed and made the comment we needed to be on the road no later than 1....
soo 2 rolls 'round and we are headed off..an hour late..or six hours late, whatever....so I drive and drive...and then there is a discussion..and it leaves both parties upset...hell, I was so mad I almost turned the car around (that was when we were in between Muncie and Ft Wayne.) so yeah, not a very fun trip up...
and when I finally realized where we were in location to where we needed to be (due to lack of a map...) I had to put it in overdrive...we were pushing it..but we could have made it on time..there was one point where traffic did come to a stand still, we were in one lane because a coil fell off of a truck..had that not happened I think we could have arrived right on time...
anyways, as we are approaching exit 36 I come up with the great notion to piss into a milk chug bottle...I had to urinate for the longest time, thought of that idea earlier, but didn't go through with it because I thought I could hold it...so I urinate into this bottle and I fill it up completely...a pint...a pint of piss...and I had to stop short because it was nearing the top...
so we park, get out and make our way into Schuler's..we are directed over to our table, Table 1 for the record, and we have a seat..now we are the youngest ones in the restaurant, I'm carrying the bottle of piss in my pocket to throw out, and the best part...our name tags have the same last name..that's right, Jason Angus and Mindy Angus...
so we go with the notion we are married, believe me this sounds a lot better after six glasses of wine, and I brilliantly take a key ring off of my chain and put it on my finger....
something goes array in the middle of the dinner and it comes out that we are not married, but apparently engaged, with a wedding date set of October 21st of next year...the table, who were completely awesome, toast to our marriage and lives together, they offer us some Alaskan cruise for our honeymoon, it was crazy...
the food was completely delicious, and the wine was pretty good as well...funny thing about the wine - they poured actual full six, or more, ounce pours..not samples...so I thought we were just supposed to try a bit with each meal..but as I finished my first dish, still with plenty of wine left over I look around only to find that not only our table, but the entire room is finishing off their portions..so we follow suit.
so
..Mr. and Mrs.
so today was the much anticipated return to the hand state..or was it?
so the wake up at seven lasted for...a half hour, ending with mindy and myself going back to sleep..I was really tired, and I have to get up on my own accord, otherwise it's doomed from the beginning..anyways..I woke back up at noon...it was a little while later I actually got out of bed and made the comment we needed to be on the road no later than 1....
soo 2 rolls 'round and we are headed off..an hour late..or six hours late, whatever....so I drive and drive...and then there is a discussion..and it leaves both parties upset...hell, I was so mad I almost turned the car around (that was when we were in between Muncie and Ft Wayne.) so yeah, not a very fun trip up...
and when I finally realized where we were in location to where we needed to be (due to lack of a map...) I had to put it in overdrive...we were pushing it..but we could have made it on time..there was one point where traffic did come to a stand still, we were in one lane because a coil fell off of a truck..had that not happened I think we could have arrived right on time...
anyways, as we are approaching exit 36 I come up with the great notion to piss into a milk chug bottle...I had to urinate for the longest time, thought of that idea earlier, but didn't go through with it because I thought I could hold it...so I urinate into this bottle and I fill it up completely...a pint...a pint of piss...and I had to stop short because it was nearing the top...
so we park, get out and make our way into Schuler's..we are directed over to our table, Table 1 for the record, and we have a seat..now we are the youngest ones in the restaurant, I'm carrying the bottle of piss in my pocket to throw out, and the best part...our name tags have the same last name..that's right, Jason Angus and Mindy Angus...
so we go with the notion we are married, believe me this sounds a lot better after six glasses of wine, and I brilliantly take a key ring off of my chain and put it on my finger....
something goes array in the middle of the dinner and it comes out that we are not married, but apparently engaged, with a wedding date set of October 21st of next year...the table, who were completely awesome, toast to our marriage and lives together, they offer us some Alaskan cruise for our honeymoon, it was crazy...
the food was completely delicious, and the wine was pretty good as well...funny thing about the wine - they poured actual full six, or more, ounce pours..not samples...so I thought we were just supposed to try a bit with each meal..but as I finished my first dish, still with plenty of wine left over I look around only to find that not only our table, but the entire room is finishing off their portions..so we follow suit.
so
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