With a lack of anything else to post I'll just hit it in random overdrive.
April 12 will be my third year anniversary with Tyson. Does that mean anything special? Maybe. I get an extra week of vacation. I won't use the extra week except to take the cash and put a down on a new vehicle. While I have a gas sipping, tiny, little car I can carry over my shoulder should it run out of gas I need something more practical for the snow.... and something that can hit over 50 miles per hour without whining like a little bitch.
In the past few days I got three shots.
1.) Hepatitis B
2.) Hepatitis A
These are in preventative measure. They aren't required but I work in a waste water facility. Better safe than sorry.
I go back in a month for a follow up shot for the hep b and 6 months for the hep a...
I still like toast
Oh yeah... my new job came with a 21 cent raise. I go to 3rd shift on Sunday. That tacks on another dollar for the differential. How can my life get better?
Not a whole lot on the garden front. Haven't done anything since I planted the onions and potatoes. Fucking snow!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm still single... any takers? I mean, I'm house trained. I'll even put the lid back down. I can cook...
I got up way too early again. Good thing too. How else would I be able to get a post out to you, my seven fans?
Free porn is nifty. I'm trying to keep a budget.
I have taken age off my dating criteria (sort of). Now it is a requirement that (but not limited to) you have used a rotary dial phone and/or played an Atari 5600 or 2700 prior to 1989 and/or have watched Saturday Morning cartoons on a Saturday morning. The rotary dial phone is not optional.
I'll be right back. I need coffee.
Miss me? I know you did.
As soon as I get adjusted to the third shift hours I'll be able to get back to my Rosetta Stone Russian language software and other Russian learning things I own. I find it a rather sexy language for some twisted reason or another.
I heard one of my favorite techno songs the other day on YouTube... I used to listen to it back in the 90's after the band would finish at the club I worked at. It's called James Brown is Dead.
James Brown IS dead now. That makes me wonder what other songs I listened too are actually prophecies.
Currently listening to "I Put A Spell on You"; the Nina Simone version. It's the best.
Big boobs are kinda neat.
I'm done posting for now.