What? It's only Tuesday. Ain't that about a bitch.
1. Dayquil. Decided to take some of this stuff this morning to make it into work. Yeah. Dayquil: The daytime-make-you-all-jittery-not-curing-your-cold-go-home-and-take-nyquil-to-counter-act-this-crap-you-took-during-the-day-so-you-can-sleep-and-feel-better-and-take-more-of-this-legalized-speed-the-next-day-medicine.
2. Being sick. I want to thank the guy at 7-11 this morning for telling me I looked like hell. Thanks, asspounder! THAT'S BECAUSE I'M FUCKING SICK! See the cold medicine? The OJ? I know I look like shit, I don't need the color commentary at 6:30 in the morning. Oh yeah, the wet stuff on the ten dollar bill I gave you? That's snot. Enjoy the cold, fucker!
3. Wild 94.9. Why are all the disc jockeys and promo ads shouting at me? Mellow the fuck out - it's new song from Chingy, not a cure for the common cold. And, to all those kids who give shout outs on the radio: what gives? "Hey, this is Big Nutsack Neil, I wanna give a shout out to all my homies keepin' it real on Meadow Lanes in Sunnyvale. Peace." ... "What up, I wanna give a shout out to my man locked up in San Quentin, who gets out next monf. Yo baby misses you. Peace." Do people get excited when they here their name on the radio? I dunno, nevermind.
4. Ben Affleck. Please, stop making movies, willya?
5. Women who refer to their boyfriends/husbands as "my man." My man does this, my man does that. I think I'm going to start referring to everything as 'my' My middle finger is extending itself from my hand to you. My shoe, which covers up my foot will be placed in your ass. Do you get my point?