Work sucks, I'm going drinking

I'm flying back to the world tomorrow and I can't say that I'm all the happy about having to go back to work, but fuck it, it's not like I really have a choice now do I? Well, ok, I have a choice but I don't like the alternate. Just chilin' in Arizona (there is a joke there-get it? Eh? EH!?!) and I'm kinda bummed that I didn't get as much time with Brian and Greg and Becca as I wanted and I missed alot of people that I really wanted to see. Oh well they all have lives that are alot more compelling than mine and no doubt have other things to do (unlike myself).


Before I start crying like a bitch at about my friends from back home and my sqaundred youth I thought I would mention something I've been thinking about alot of late: boobies. No, I'm sorry I meant the other thing...no that was it. I found an old box of my shit in my Dad's garage and a bunch of my old pictures where in there including a fuck ton of nekkid pictures of various girls I knew (and know) from back in the day. It was a really stange thing to find and reall made me miss the "good old days". Well I'm about to start bitching again so nevermind.

Feel free to add to my collection or bribe me to get rid of the ones I have before I put them on the internet (just kidding) by emailing me.