"Z!!!!"

Work dragged today. End.

HEH. Not a chance.

So I picked up Kyle from work around 10:30 last night. We went and bugged Kali for a second, got some shit from Kyle's house, then went to Walmart and wreaked havoc. By the time we got home it was around 12:30 and we all passed out watching Family Guy season six around 1:30-2am. Woke up at 4:30 so I could take Kyle to work. GROSS. So I drop him off, sit in the parking lot for about 30 minutes, then head into Everett to piss in a cup. Which was so gloriously painless and the whole ordeal took about 10 minutes, in and out. Amazing. Head for home, watch more Family Guy, head to work at 9:20. I literally started dozing off on 172nd. Scary shit.

Work wasn't too eventful. Except the night before, Joe was being terrorized by some right-wing pieces of shit at Lynnwood's Skate and Bowl or whatever and he had to tell me all about it. These fucks stuck four gigantic screws in one of his brand new tires. What the hell?

SEE! This is the part of homophobia I don't fucking get! WHHYYYYYYY do people care so much?!?! Honestly, it has NOTHING to do with them at ALL and it's actually none of their goddamn business! I don't get how they get all riled up! The poor guy just wants to fucking go skate with his family and he didn't do anything in the slightest to provoke them.

Yeah. He has a baby. Apparently they have a problem with gays procreating, as well. I always thought the main argument against gay marriage was that gay people WEREN'T going to procreate. Sooo... why do they have a fucking problem with him and his best female friend having a fucking baby?!?! Because it's out of straight wedlock or something?!?!

UGH. This shit frustrates me. SO. GODDAMN. MUCH.

Anyway. Got off work, went and brought Mike some Kool-Aid (HEH! "You should go to Safeway and get me some grape drink!"), had plans to go hang out with Terry and Kevin, but they got effed 'cause apparently Terry passed out at his house. Sooooo yeah. Sittin' here half drunk about to fuck with my profile for hours on end. Woooo day off.

And. I'm officially changing the plain ol' 'z' in my last name to one that strobes from black to white, then shoots red lasers.

Yep.

"IT'S THE CHOO-CHOO SHOE!!!! CHAAAAARLIEEEE!!!"