So it turns out my website goes to shit when I overfill my allowed server space. Good to know.
Wow. Site broken again…fuck you website.
I actually left the house today! It’s amazing! I actually have a few things to blog about today. How exciting. Ok, not really all that exciting at all, but fuck you, what of it?
Yesterday was kind of cool. I finished a song (I think it’s pretty dopehat, the Portlanders seem to agree) I got letters from both Kevin and Doc Pop (well, technically it was DPiddy’s lady Shannon) and I got my ass kicked in Boggle. Ok, that last one wasn’t too kick ass. Kevin’s letter was great. It does however feel like someone else wrote it because the penmanship is pretty much 90 times better than it used to be. Then again he used to write in cursive and only chicks can pull that off. I wrote him a letter and finished it this morning and sent it off, and it better get there before he comes home on May 11th. Doc Pop’s email was also really freakin’ sweet as I was sent a copy of his mini comic “The Flapjack Incident†which documents what happened at a Denny’s in Seattle the first time I met him. And I’m in the comic. Yay! I also got a nice little letter from Shannon which was quite lovely.
Today was my first day back at P. Murphy’s. It’s almost sad how easy it was to get back into the groove of making pizza. It’s never been a hard job at all, but I was kind of hoping I would at least forget a few things. But I guess after being at the same job for over a year and a half nothing really changes in one month. What did change though were some faces. A ton of people left in my absence (I like to think that it was because of my absence) so there are a lot of new kids. I was caught up on the latest in P. Murphy’s gossip and regaled TanBam with my touring adventures and great big chunks of my own drama. While we were slow though I thought to myself and even though I’m poor as hell and I’m very much in the hole, overall I haven’t so happy in a good long time. It feels really good to be back to slightly normal, uber productive Beefy.
I got home, had some pizza (I hadn’t had some P Murphy’s in ages. It really hit the spot) and got on the internets. Kat logged on and I was chatting with her for a while and I leaned back in my chair at one point…and I totally fell asleep. I woke back up and she had logged off. Kinda felt like a dick. I cleared the shit off of my bed and hit up on a power nap. Woke up, read some comics I had downloaded, sent an unfortunate message on myspace that was returned with optimism, and now I’m thinking about stealing another hard cider from the parentals. Seriously, I love living at home.
So I have to share this story with you. Last night I was chatting with Router and she said I needed to see her outfit. We Skype and it turns out her outfit is quite…revealing. She says she’s going to a “scandalous party†and she was more than dressed accordingly. Think slutty business woman, a fetish not totally ruined for me. Thank sis. Anywho, I went to bed really early last night and I get a call from Router. I wake up cause I will take a call from Router anytime day or night, and she tells me that she ripped her skirt. I was half ready for some kind weird Router sex story, but that wasn’t the case. Turns out that when she went to her car to leave the party she saw a raccoon. Because she’s a girl and girls can’t see a cute, furry thing without trying to touch it, she approached the raccoon with the purest of girly intentions. The raccoon however was having none of this and began chasing Router! While making a mad dash she ended up ripping her skirt. From what I understand she climbed on top of her car and waited for her friends to help her out, which they did after laughing their asses off. Stories like that my friend are why I’m glad I have that ladyface in my life. Have A Nice Day.
