Originally, there were no New Year’s plans. Now that it has been established I will be stuck as the closing host on New Year’s Eve AND New Year’s day, there are a thousand New Year’s plans.

This is annoying for the obvious reason. I mean, who the hell would want to spend their holidays dealing with idiot customers at T.G.I. Friday’s? Exactly. Fucking damn, man. I need to find a real job already.

Yup. That was me complaining about something dumb for no reason. That’s the life I live.

Cheap ass bullshit that takes it there. Word.

Finally.

Yes, I’m excited.

I’ve put this on hold for way longer than I had originally planned.

It’s time I stopped fucking around.

yumblur:

yum! I eat something very similar to this on my commute to work during the week.

Pretty obvious what I’m up to tonight.