In which I partied Friday night and was useless the whole rest of the weekend ’cause I ain’t no spring chicken.

Friday night I went out and had drinks with dot-com and Widget. Eventually, I got really quite drunk. Later I ended up at an after-hours party and crashed on someone’s couch with a blanket and their dog. I didn’t make it home until the next afternoon.

Today I’m being lazy. I ate some of the chili I made last night. My laundry’s done. Right now I’m watching a show on Iptv about segregation. Truck’s about to go out with some guys and see a movie in Srottumwa; I think AmmZon’s probably gonna lie on the couch and be lazy too.

I’m so glad my new job starts tomorrow because I really need money. I have less than $5. Bindu really needs to be wormed and Frontlined, and I think she might need something for her left ear because she keeps scratching it. I’m not even going to mention all the bills I haven’t paid for months because what’s the fucking point of that?

Keef sent me some fantastic sci-fi last week, so I think I’ll go stick my head in a book.

 

2 Responses to My Last Weekend of Unemployment

  1. shenry says:

    My party stamina ain’t what it used to be, either.

    Old age ain’t for the young. -m

  2. Brad says:

    Employment rocks. Almost as much as alcohol. Maybe I’ll see you around tomorrow?

    Smoochie!

    Mmm. Alcohol. 😉 -m