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Laboring to be a Buzz Kill
Holiday weekends and crowds go hand in hand. I don’t care for crowds, but I don’t avoid them either. If I know I’m going somewhere on a holiday weekend, it is safe to assume that everyone else will too, so I plan for it. This past Labor Day the day started with rain, which meant indoor activities like the cinema were going to be packed… anyone who expected different was smoking crack.
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Alcohol, Cocktails and Other Adult Band-aids
There was a time in recent history when I was drinking, but it wasn't socially and I wasn't happy. When was that and why?
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Hey, mr Horrible, You suck.
I know he won’t read this, ever. But I feel like if I don’t rant on this somehow, it is going to fester and rot inside of me. I try not to spend time thinking about the waste of space that is mr Horrible. However, sometimes he just manages to do or say something that gets under my skin and all I want to do is punch him in the throat.
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Fuck Father’s Day
Father's Day used to mean something. But when the father of your children is a douchebag, what is there to celebrate? Not all men make good fathers.
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Blocking the Blockhead…
There is nothing worse than having just drifted off to sleep, then being woken up by my phone ringing only to realize that it’s none other than mr horrible. Especially when mr horrible calls 3 times in a row because I don’t answer. It’s after midnight in every time zone, you inconsiderate prick!
