Heeeere kitty kitty kitty. WDT 10/01/10 ALWAYS A NSFW THREAD

Not particularly. It's an old picture and his asshole is much more handsome now.

 

Super drunk with my best friend who just moved home from toronto. Hit up one of the Gay bars and danced with some super manly lesbians. I apparently though off the not straight vibe and I am unsure how I feel about it.
Watching golden girls and having no ability to focous my eyes.

 

Well, I was right, passed out around 9:30 while watching the WEC from the other night on my laptop. Do I win a prize? On the plus side I'm super well rested despite it being 7:30 AM. Driving up to New Hampshire to see my mom before she goes back to Florida with my dad. My buddy also bought a place about a block and a half from where I'll be staying in the downtown (yes, the towns in New Hampshire actually have a downtown, and they are more fun than the city) area. I plan on getting thoroughly fucked up tonight and nursing my hangover in one of the multitude of bad ass diners in the area. I miss New Hampshire.

I repped this, but if you say you found a cool girl at RIT, either she's deaf or you're lying. I visited my buddies in that hole of despair when I was a freshman, that place is infested with reclusive nerds, ugly UGLY swamp trolls and the deaf school which has pretty normal people. Don't go there if you want the true college experience. Then again my friends that did go there make more money and have better jobs than everyone else (besides me) in my group of friends.

Oh, also she could be a hot foreign chick using you for citizenship, forgot about those girls.

 

It's quite possible that I'm a little drunky, so someone should remind me to follow up on my thoughts tonight. I need to make amends to certain people for my last 5 years of crazy. These are good people. I also need to make other people accountable for being evil cunts.

For all of you that feeeeel because of music, picture this.... (fuck the proper puncuation or whatever, remember that I'm hammered).... for every song that brings you back to something, I am probably more than twice your age, and the first 15 years don't count because the Elephant Song shouldn't bring dredge up shit. So, I am living 30 years of music that means something and I listened to bits of all of it tonight, all while in a mood. My head could explode with thoughts/memories/angst.

I should die my hair black and write some poetry. (I did listen to Leonard Cohen - I shouldn't make fun of poetry)

Or go to bed.

Yup, bed is good.

 

Nice try, Kurt Cobain. Can't fool us, we already know you released your thoughts/memories/angst with a shotgun.

 

FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES

My birthday night is here. Will be heading to Niagara Falls in a few hours for fult-tilt boogie and destroy every brain cell in my body. I'll be the guy you see on the news tomorrow raping a mailbox.

 

I am working on a Saturday while all my friends are drinking and watching the OU/Texas game. Now don't go thinking I'm an OU fan because OU fans suck. Actually, if I weren't working today I would probably be at home playing Halo, which would be much better than this. This sucks.

Hopefully we will finish this shit today so we don't have to come in on Sunday, that way I can get drunk tonight.

 

Me and a buddy got floor passes and ended up getting pretty close to the stage. It was a pretty damn good show. We met up with one of his friends afterwards and destroyed some burgers and went to a bar with dollar beers. We drank up and got hammered and had some difficulties in getting home.

Good times.

The fellas at work decided to be nice and give me today off, so I just slept in on a Saturday for the first time since May. Damn it feels good. Time to lounge around and lazily do stuff in my shop. Irish cream in the coffee? Yes.

 

I am out of here, kids. Time to celebrate being 33. I'm sure I'll have stories tomorrow.

 

I know what you mean. "I've got You, Babe" get's me every time. Damn I miss Sonny.


I may be in the running for most disgusting food/drink combination this weekend: Liverwurst and onions, washed down with a tequila sunrise.

This can only lead to bad things, but what the hell.

 

It is a gorgeous fall day and Alice in Chains and The Deftones are playing here tonight at an outdoor venue. Should I go should I go should I go? Or just stay at home and drink wine. Decisions decisions.

Hot girls with cute animals aren't quite as easy to find as I would have thought, and I don't want to go too deeply into the rabbit hole to try to find a worthy image to post.

 

Absolutely not, 99% of the deaf people here are complete assholes towards hearing people for no reason. Someone I knew who teaches sign language (and is hearing) went up to visit RIT. She asked for directions from a deaf student in sign, but when somebody came up to her and asked her a question out loud the deaf student signed "Are you hearing?" The girl responded yes, and the deafer just turned around and walked away. I've met two cool deaf people out of how many?

And she ain't deaf and I ain't lying. There's a few cool girls here, but most of the time they're swallowed up by the nerdiness and don't come out to play. You just gotta know where to look. Plus, if you actually have social skills you have an advantage over 90% of the people here.

 

Still stuck at work. I need a beer, dammit!

 

I just got home from my mom and dad's house, where I've been since 10am. The first thing I did when I walked through the front door was grab a beer. I love my parents but shit I was glad to get home.

For no logical reason I haven't drank in a while so I should be a cheap drunk tonight. I'm too broke to go out this weekend, which sucks since I really feel like getting out of the house. Oh well, at least I have beer in the fridge.

 

College football is awesome except sometimes you're a cop at a college and its gameday. 14 hour days hooooorrraayyyy.

 

I don't know how, but I still have four cases of Black Butte Porter in my basement. It's taken awhile to go through three and it's looking like I'll be drinking the stuff until November.

I mean damn, there's worse things to complain about, but some variety in my at-home beer diet would be nice about now. Perhaps a fair deal of whiskey tonight would work! One friend is having an anything-but-clothes party, but I don't really want to walk a few minutes in 40 degree weather wearing plastic bags and duct-taped together beer case boxes.

I'll do a keg stand for ya.

 

LSAT review course today in a conference room. The only thing that kept it from sucking was the irish pub in the hotel.

I was sitting there on break, eating a burger, drinking a Guinness, and watching college football when outside the room a few bike cops rode up to two bums and proceeded to put them in handcuffs. The bums' facial expressions never changed as they were apparently arrested for either open container or public intox, or both (they were drinking bud light tall boys as the cops rode up).

I am now home, and exhausted, and still laughing at that image. It was awesome.