I'm too old for this shit.
Weeknight drinking... even only putting down about 4 beers... entirely kicked my ass for this morning.
I've actually drank coffee today. I fucking hate coffee. Because RedBull wasn't doing the trick.
And in my post-weeknight-drinking irritation, you're just getting a list of stuff that would make me not want to punch kittens this morning:
A wake-up blowjob. This would have certainly made waking up today much more palatable.
Watching a FetLife meltdown by someone local. Those always put a smile on my face. They're funny, rambling, full of wonderful insults to other people & generally a spectacle to watch.
A medium-rare steak. Preferably a filet, but I'll settle for a strip as well. With a baked potato & some mixed veggies.
My dog. Hanging out with him today instead of being in my fucking office would have been 1000x more fun.
Explosions. I don't care if it's fireworks, a science experiment gone bad, a volcano, or a car bomb on some crazy persons car. An explosion of any type would be good.
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