It's 11am, I had a fucking webinar at 10 I forgot about. My Boss is not pleased. These last two weeks at work have been pure hell. I haven't made it to a Friday Happy Hour in weeks. Tonight is the night. And I have a 3 day weekend. I'm praising Baby Jesus (or Columbus since it's his day and all on Monday). This weeks theme, hotties dressed as pirates.
Tell your boss that "webinars" are just retarded excuses to not fly to cool places on airplanes and hide large alcohol tabs in your per diem.
Happy real Thanksgiving, everyone. Sorry you Americans can't join us. In unrelated news, booze. Lots of it. Yes, yes and yes.
I kinked my fucking neck today and now it feels like somebody is zapping me with jumper cables in the back of the head every five seconds. I. FUCKING. HATE. THIS. FUCKING. SHIT. I'm going to start punching holes in the sheet rock soon I swear to Christ and I'm out of weed. Kill me.
I've posted before that I recently moved, and how impressed I was with how quickly we set everything up. Well, the gf decided this would be a good time to get all of our stuff stored in my parents' attic out. Mind you the stuff is in the attic BECAUSE WE DON'T FUCKING USE IT. We already have enough glasses and plates, and can barely fit them in the tiny kitchen as it is. In protest I left the boxes on the kitchen floor for her to deal with when she comes down in a couple hours. Sadly, she'll probably be able to prove once again what an idiot I am when it comes to setting a place up and somehow fit all the stuff perfectly. Also found out she took out 60k in student loans for grad school TO BE A FUCKING SCHOOL TEACHER, WHAT THE FUCK? If any of you 'learn for the sake of learning' hippies out there want to pay her loans let me know. I forecast a 90% chance of drunk angry butt sex this weekend.
Going to a party tonight. Then, tomorrow going to start tailgating for the UM-MSU football game at 10:30 at my buddies apartment. While they're all at the game (I haven't had tickets since I graduated) I'm going to continue to drink until they get back. Also, since I grew up 20 minutes from Ann Arbor all of my friends from home who go to/went to MSU will also be here for the party after the game. I just hope UM wins so I don't have to listen to those bitches.
And the drinking begins.... Now. Have a girl who wants to hit up the bars tonight. She's also shown me her knife collection before. Yet somehow I'm still torn...
No drinking for me tonight, for at around 2am, I'll be hoping in my car and driving my ass down to Victoria. Then there will be drinks. Oh, there will be much drinks.
Fucking hellish week of other people's pain. Going to a play tonight, then green merriment and a South Park marathon with my big titted friend.
10:30? Pussy. If I were at the Gopher-Badger game this weekend (which I dont want to because our team is an embarassment) I'd be starting at 7:30 am at the latest. My best friend is coming into town from Madison. He is recently single and the dude has women throw themselves at him vagina first than anyone I have ever seen. I guess that happens when you're 6'4", 230 lbs, and 10% body fat. I'll just have to sit back and go along for the ride. He's already texted me today saying "I've got 48 beers and 8 gallons of testosterone built up. I'm ready for a fun weekend." It's going to be a blast. Oh, and that first pirate picture at the start of the thread. Bravo. EDIT- The Gophers may be the worst football team in DI.
Well the game's at 3:30, so we're starting a little later. For noon games we're up and at 'em by about 8,8:30.
And it didn't for me and I AM THE MIGHTY SHEGIRL I SMASH. Anyway BBQ for lunch has calmed me. I'm ready for a nap now please. EDIT: I just noticed how fucking tiny her waist is in that. I hate her. Her abnormally small thumbs make no difference to anyone. Who the fuck is looking at her thumbs? I still hate her.
I'll second that by Kratos. UM fans are huge pussies. 'Oh the game starts later...lets start tailgating later in the day.' Fuck that noise! You start tailgating the night before like a true SPARTAN!! I have first hand knowledge of both sides as many of my friends went to UM and I had the unfortunate experience of being forced to party with them during a couple of the UM/MSU games instead of my fellow Spartans. And 8/830!? You have got to be kidding me. The MSU cops had to implement laws restricting us to tailgating 8 hours before the games because we would cause too much noise on campus if we started at midnight for an 8pm game. You wake up (if you even went to sleep) still drunk, stumble to the tennis courts, shotgun a beer, and keep going. This reason alone will cause a Green and White win. VICTORY FOR MSU!!! And for safe measure, some buccaneers...