Ok so some people were wondering what's going on. Well lesse, where to start...ahhh the holidays. Now most of you know how much I dispise the holidays to begin with. Big crowds of idiots in the way to go buy things they don't need, just because it's on sale. The newest retarded trend is now camp out in front of the big box stores on Thanksgiving night to be the "first" to get whatever the hot item is and then use the "I" phone to be the first to list the item on e-bay. So much for peace on earth, good will twards men. Now since I have only an Uncle and a retard for an Aunt that live here I was very excited to be invited over to some friends house for Christmas eve. Well I should have known things would end....well for lack of a better word, bad. The night started with the it's not you / it's me TEXT. [ Read - it's you, you're a loser I'm out.] NICE START. Then the drinking ensued. Now most of the people that were there are ok drunks. Some get loud, and argue with their spouces who drink less - begin the uncomfortable feelings - then the shots start flowing. It's funny what Jagermeister and Goldschlager will do to people. Ahhhhhh then came the vomiting (it's amazing how much small people can hold before they blow) and the carrying home of one party goer, luckly only three houses away. Once drunkatron was passed out in bed with a bucket, back to the party with her estranged boyfriednd to press on. Press on we did - drinking and eating until 5:30 -6:00 AM again we're pro's and no one was driving.
New Years eve - wanted to go to Gainsville but being mostly unemployed the gas alone was outta my price range. Ended up helping the above mentioned drunkatron move into her new place the went to Wing Shack where a whole 6 people waited to ring in the new year. ( All of whom were at the christmas eve party) - Dull / Boring / Alone. One the fun side drunkatron did show up at Wing Shack later in the evening - hammered with a guy nobody knew and paraded him in front of her X claiming he was a friend from work. No fights though and I think that made her madder than anything.
Since then - still looking for a full time gig somewhere. Had an interview with Lowes but I don't think it's going anywhere. People are pressing me to file for unemployment but I just can't bring myself to do that........ just yet. So if anyone has an extra large cardboard box, I've picked the over pass I'll be living under and working the cars on the off ramps. Now the computer is giving me fits and will not let me add photos to this blog eeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrr. Better go before I break something.
More later if anyone, other than the stalker, cares.
Skink..
PS - If you've heard about Orlando's first murder of the year...the guy who died after a punch to the back of the head.
A) - It wasn't me who hit the guy
2) It wasn't my Wing Shack. It was the other location.