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[May. 23rd, 2008|04:28 pm] |
Listening to me complain is literally the exact same experience as having somebody pee in your eyes. That being said, deepest apologies to anyone who's had to hear me fuss n' bitch this past month.
I had a magical whirlwind of depression and frustration when I first set foot on the unforgiving shores of Lake Michigan. There were problems, primarily in my head, and a lot of fussing and wasting of time.
I don't know if I just got kicked in the mandangles by a concentrated dose of Seasonal Asshole Disorder or what, but it's basically made a complete 180 in the span of under a week! The sun is shining, I'm not BLOO BLOO BLOOing to Erin anymore, I have a paycheck, my Xbox is fixed, Wii Fit is in the mail, and I just bought a DiGiorno pizza without feeling guilty about it.
My days are spent doing a job that it turns out I both like and am pretty good at, and my evenings are spent with the handsomest of my wives (and also Niko Bellic).
MEMORIAL DAY WOO |
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