Best Story

October 19, 2010
Story time:
So I’m at work and I just had lunch. My usual, beans and vegetables mixed with half can of soup. For some reason, an hour later, I feel my stomach like killing me. Fuck. I go upstairs and my boss and one of the workers is in the living room. Unfortunately, the bathroom is literally 5 feet from the living room, no door, and thin ass door. Bad news bears.
First of all, tangent. That’s already awkward for just peeing. I don’t know about you guys, but even as a dude, the sound of urine is just creepy. Always hated it. But anyway, that is what it is, so whatever. I’ll pee in that bathroom, what else am I supposed to do.
Okay, so… I can’t use the bathroom there… If I thought peeing was even a bit awkward, don’t get me started when you basically can hear everything like you’re in the bathroom standing right next to me. I go back downstairs and I stand around and figure if I can do something about it. Um…. No I can’t. “She’s coming, laddy!”
I quickly grab my stuff and run to my car. I’ll go to the Subway nearby. My hands are shaking. I can barely walk. I turn on the car, I can barely sit. I can barely drive. What if I get into an accident or run a Stop sign during this shindig, screw me.
I’m almost get to the Subway when I realize that it’s not that bad anymore. I guess my body has a defense mechanism. I decide I might as well drive home. I run upstairs to my bathroom. And oh yes, skid marks, so it was a close one. Boxers, right into the garbage.
Anyway, 15 minutes later. I’m better and return to work, but boy did that take a lot out of my body. Not even literally, like my entire body was just shaken by the entire experience and brutally beaten.
So there you go, my blog isn’t worth reading. Take that bitches. Now that’s a story.

October 20, 2010
I’ve been trying to get it grindin,’ but I think I’ve been sick or something because all I want to do is nap. After work, supermarket for some BBQ sauce because I’m making chicken nuggets. Home, snack, nap. It’s only supposed to be for 30 minutes but lasts over an hour. I run out of bed, go pick up some ice coffee for later. It’s from Dunkin Donuts, Pumpkin flavor, a bit weak, sweet, meh. D&Ds coffee just always has sucked. I would go with Starbucks any day for something more extravagant. Then I would stick to McDonalds if you just want straight coffee.
After D&D, time to workout. Done. Down to kitchen, make some of my famous baked chicken nuggets. I tried it yesterday and it was fucking amazing. I’m so proud. They’re just so freaking good. It’s also the protein that I need. Perfecto. Done deal.

October 21, 2010
I bought some Diet Cranberry Ginger Ale yesterday. I’ve had the regular stuff and it’s like Shirley Temple in a bottle, seasonal for winter, good shit. It would taste amazing with some of that duty free Tanqueray that I bought, but naw, I gotta be productive tomorrow.
I wake up, boom, omelette. Later, I go to the Music Zoo, after trying once because it doesn’t open until 12:00. I go there because I need a little screw thing for my eletric guitar. I haven’t taken it out for a while and realized yesterday that I can’t play it without that little piece for the amp. The guy does it for me and doesn’t charge me. That’s nice. Then again, that little screw thingy probably costs… 2 cents?
Then onto McDonald’s. Oh wow, they have the McRib and I try that. Boy, that’s fucking disgusting. I open it and I ask, “Seriously?” It’s horribly messy and sauce is everywhere. Then, it’s topped with onion and… Pickles! Artie always made fun of the McRib. Who thinks ribs and pickles?! The meat tastes horribly processed, even worse than their burgers, nuggets, or fish o filet.
Then I receive the stuff I just bought on eBay. My coolie hat for my costume, thought I still have to figure the rest of the shitty clothes for looking like a rice picker. Then I also bought some SkullCandy earbuds. Cheap ass hell, they noise cancel. Nice.