But I had an awesome night when I got home.
Wanna know why?
I noticed that we had reached 100000 page views on this crazy blog, and I have you motherfuckers to thank for that.
Really though. I was having a look at my dashboard tonight, and I see this
The other nice thing that happened when I got home was that I ate ice cream from the tub, then had a shower, then ate a whole pizza, then had more ice cream from the tub.
Wanna know why?
I’m a bachelor for 2 nights this week.All the girls are gone to the cabin, while I got to stay home and work. Last night I cooked a pound of bacon and a dozen perogies in the bacon fat. I then slopped a bunch of sour cream on them and set to eating. That’s what bachelors can do if they want to. It also provided me with breakfast and lunch today, so don’t freak out thinking I ate it all in one sitting.
I miss my baby though. The dog only takes up a small part of her side of the bed; mostly just the pillow and about six inches below it. He doesn’t keep me warm at all, and struggles sometimes when I spoon him. He likes it when his mom is gone, because he loves to curl up on her pillow without being degraded for his massive shedding problem. It’s not his fault his mom and dad made him. Poor little fellow.
Anyhow, This is all I have time for, because I need to rest my old body. I climbed so many ladders today that my arms screamed in pain and told me to just let myself fall. I was going to listen to them, but then I saw how high eighty feet in the air is. I found a little more strength to complete my quest. I can feel my ass and shoulders aching now. I can’t imagine how sore I’ll be tomorrow.
Tomorrow I get to work on fixing today’s fuck ups.
You know that feeling you get when you’ve never done something before but you’re expected to do it, because it’s your job? That was me today. Totally out of my element and nervous as hell. Oh well, I didn’t get yelled at by the boss, but I still feel pretty shitty about it. It’s just one of those things that can’t be helped, so you just have to keep plugging away.
And that’s what I shall do. Hey, thanks again for reading my blog. It’s one thing that I love doing and feel totally at ease when I’m here. That’s because of you. Pat yourself on the back or go have a wank. You deserve it.