TFP Pity Party! Everyone's Invited

That truly sucks.

 

Slow repeat just for you, because you're my retarded half-brother: Not that she took the opportunity but deems it as a good reason to break up.

I know that working to maintain your relationship is unheard of in the States. How dare me for expecting a bit of perseverence! I must be a lunatic.

 

Company is moving, got put in charge of shredder. Of course I have to do a second check on the documents all stamped confidental.

I think I will be able to fill a dump truck. Guess because my title isn't director or vp I get the suck ass jobs. My title"coordinator".

 

What? What? Hey, I can't hear you over the sound of all the sex EventHorizon is having. Man, it's getting a little crazy upstairs, don't you think?

 

its hard to keep the volume of the hours long monkey fucking to a minimum. sorry all

 

Mmm. Monkey fucking.
Want. Need.

 

Iv'e been on a diet for the last few months, and having a good deal of success with weight loss and blood work going the way I want it. So thats all good.

The bad part is the fact that since going "on" the diet, I haven't managed to stay "healthy" for longer than about 6-8 days in a row. There's always something that pops up that keeps me from feeling 100%. I have mildly injured myself on gym equipment, I have had colds/flu, I have had (for the first time, and apparently for life will continue to have) a flare up of gout. It's just one thing after another, and it is reminding me that I'm getting older. More than that, I think it has me really depressed.

Why? Well, another thing I do is give myself one day a week on my diet to cut loose and eat/drink what I want for a mental-health day. It turns out that now that I'm on the diet (and older?), that going off it is what is causing me to have some of the problems I have. It just seems like there is only ONE option, which is stay on the straight and narrow every day, and thats really tough.

So... I'm feeling pretty sorry for myself. I'm now getting comments that I look thinner, people are calling me "skinny." (despite the fact that I have plenty more weight to lose) I like hearing that, but I have to admit that I was a lot happier when I was obese.

 

I got a juicer.....now she wants me to actually use it.

 

I keep having these really vivid dreams that I'm not human, no, I'm actually a Cyberdyne Systems T-800 CSM-101 Terminator.

Now, the usual reasons for being excited about this would be related to action and adventure and GE M134 miniguns.

My reason to be excited? "I don't have to spend anymore money on food! I'm powered by a nuclear reactor!"

Then I woke up and realized that was what I dreamed about: Saving lots of money by not eating.

This begs the question: What the fuck is wrong with me?

 

My boss is getting promoted so the office is all crazy.

He's a great boss, so it will be hard to see him leave.

 

My Yuengling isn't as cold as I was hoping it would be. It's also not a Beck's Light like I was hoping it would be.

 

Complaining about Yuengling?

Maybe you should have your toungue checked.

 

You're drinking Yuelingling? I'm so sorry.

I'm a million miles from my loved one and had meetings for 16 hours yesterday, 14ish hours today. 8 hour tomorrow, then classes start until next Saturday. And it's only 2:30 now. I really just want a hot soak in the tub in my hotel room with a glass of wine.

 

Becks is one of the lower-end German beers. Try Warsteiner, Königs Pilsener, Jever, Löwenbräu or Frankenthaler.

 

I love Warsteiner Dunkel.

 

I'm currently drinking something called A.Le Coq... one of hubby's customers gave him those. Not too bad, nothing to get excited about either, but I'm laughing at the name.

The other 'cock' came too early and now the lucky bastard is fast asleep. -_- Couldn't get any sleep myself, but it's only barely past 1am.

 

Sometimes my wife doesn't really like dinner and it makes me feel like I can't cook for shit.

I gave up gluten for Lent, and I miss beer.
--- merged: Feb 28, 2012 at 7:24 PM ---

Dear fellow, this you should celebrate, not pity!

 

Now that my knee is feeling better, my left achilles tendon is swelling up at the heel. Feels like theres glass crushed up under the damned thing.

 

The pity is I've not been able to drink more than a single beer since my surgery, although that glorious day is drawing close.