Ayo Technology
Jan. 6th, 2008 | 02:35 am
My phone hates me. I can't makes calls or send texts, without it crapping out and having me turn it off and on for five minutes.
My Internet has just started working again.
But all that doesn't matter. I just came home from Lucky Lou's.
Had a decent time with a friend from work. She brought a friend there that I wasn't to friendly towards, due to my (still) natural shyness that i need to get over. Some sort of accute social anxiety disorder I'm all but sure I have. SHe had a Boondock Saints t-shirt on. THat is my second-favorite movie (behind Rocky IV) of all-time. But yeah. I tried a beer named Arrogant Bastard, and it tasted like a migrant worker stuck his big toe in a vat of ginger ale. Worst 3 bucks (or whatever it cost) I ever spent. But I would probably drink it again, next time I go there. I usually give a drink two tries, before I totally dismiss it.
I'm watching soul train now. The classic 70's shit. Tight as hell.
I got offered extra hours at work tomorrow, but I don't think I'm gonna make it.
Later.
EDIT 1/6/08 10:14 AM
I had a dream that Ron Paul shot me because I cock blocked him from picking up my boss. So he shot me 50 Cent style (9 times, yo). I died and went to heaven, where I found out that Jesus is now an Israeli hip-hop artist. He spit a really nice flow about why he had to send me to hell.
My Internet has just started working again.
But all that doesn't matter. I just came home from Lucky Lou's.
Had a decent time with a friend from work. She brought a friend there that I wasn't to friendly towards, due to my (still) natural shyness that i need to get over. Some sort of accute social anxiety disorder I'm all but sure I have. SHe had a Boondock Saints t-shirt on. THat is my second-favorite movie (behind Rocky IV) of all-time. But yeah. I tried a beer named Arrogant Bastard, and it tasted like a migrant worker stuck his big toe in a vat of ginger ale. Worst 3 bucks (or whatever it cost) I ever spent. But I would probably drink it again, next time I go there. I usually give a drink two tries, before I totally dismiss it.
I'm watching soul train now. The classic 70's shit. Tight as hell.
I got offered extra hours at work tomorrow, but I don't think I'm gonna make it.
Later.
EDIT 1/6/08 10:14 AM
I had a dream that Ron Paul shot me because I cock blocked him from picking up my boss. So he shot me 50 Cent style (9 times, yo). I died and went to heaven, where I found out that Jesus is now an Israeli hip-hop artist. He spit a really nice flow about why he had to send me to hell.
