(16:09:02) Daniel: i hate this job
(16:09:11) Jaclyn: damnit. we need to do something about that.
(16:10:39) Daniel: yes. yes we do.
(16:11:05) Jaclyn: we will discuss this tonight. but not over nachos.
(16:12:10) Daniel: why not?
(16:12:23) Jaclyn: because that is testosterone time.
(16:13:47) Daniel: hehe
(16:13:49) Daniel: aahhhh
(16:13:50) Daniel: i see.
(16:14:06) Daniel: hhehehe
(16:14:18) Jaclyn: is that a fake hee hee?
(16:15:43) [...]
Posts on ‘June 18th, 2001’
cut me off a slice of that testosteroni
get back to work
I am antsy. I want to get out of this building. I cannot think and cannot breathe.
I want to get in my truck, roll down all the windows, put my hair back, and drive down a dusty country road… let the wind whip through my hair, let the dust combine with the sweat on [...]
coming down
I am unreasonably tired.
I am trying to concentrate enough to answer incoming phone calls and e-mails with out letting my subconscious take over my mouth or fingers and blurt out a quiet "fuck you".
Bowling tonight. That makes me happy, especially if I do well. jaclyn is going to come to cheer us on.
Right after work [...]