I can't believe someone...

...actually checked this blog the other day. I haven't written here in...well...however long it's been since that last post.

well what's happened? I don't work at that shitty real estate company anymore, and I don't go into work still drunk nearly as much. Probably mostly because I'm not single anymore. I tend to behave myself a little better.

there's gotta be something sketchy I can type about...hmmm.

I'll try to think of something I guess...until then...



...damn that was annoying.

Are you serious?

Well it's been a week since my last post, and guess what?



Yep, I'm drunk at work again! Actually I'm not, but I do have a bit of a hangover.



Why? Why can't I just wait til Friday night like everyone else?



No. I'm like, "Fuck Friday man, It's Thursday!!! Wooooooo hooooo!!!"



And then I wake up hungover.

Jeez.

First things first

I'll just go ahead and give a "Good God Damn" I'm still drunk at work, it's true. Hmmm....



I'm still drunk at work, it's true.

Burger shit in the house, I mean poo.

I can't find him wrong,

He held it for so long,

And my shirt today is wrinkled, too.



How's that for a limerick? Pretty damn good if I do say so myself.



Hey Dan, you should probably stay up well past 4 a.m.

You should also NOT let your drinks wear off, and just drink a few more beers.

That way you will definitely NOT sober up in time for work

and wind up putting on a fucking wrinkled shirt.



Once you arrive at work you have to immediately carry a sign down to an agents car,

which means you have to share an elevator with her. And being in such close proximity

I'm sure she can smell the booze on you. But guess what?



It's Friday!!!! Fuck I need a nap!!!

First!

I just started this new blog. I'm pretty happy with the name I chose for it, which is a direct quote from Ricky on Trailer Park Boys. Here is where it originates from:


[after Ricky spots Julian with Tanya at the Chinese food restaurant]


Ricky: Why aren't you watching the dope plants, you asshole?


Julian: Calm down Ricky, I'm just grabbing some take-out.


Ricky: Take-out my ass, looks to me like you're on a date with cinnamon-roll-fuckin-head.




That's just laugh-out-loud funny right there. Fuckin' Ricky. Love that guy.