so i guess its pretty much a miracle that i’m going to the gym and keeping a regular routine.
seeing as i apparently have a fucked up lumbar vertebra or some shit. i’ve had about enough of 4 months of excruciating back pain. but the weird thing is, it comes in waves. one day it’s perfectly fine, the next i can hardly get off a chair. idk, as long as i don’t have to get surgery.
work, work, work, work, work some more, somehow fit Mohegan Sun in there, unfortunately the damn casino stops serving alcohol at like 2. and i get out of work at 1. oh well. worst comes worst, get a room, get fucked up and then go to the casino. goodbye paycheck(s).
oh yes i did. like a fucking idiot. it should be hockey first, dinner second, like a good Boston sports fan, however in this instance, dinner is at 9 and the playoffs are at like 8 or some shit, meaning i can’t go out for wings, AND get to piss of the other half of my friends in the process. see the problem here? there ARE such things as no win scenarios Captian Kirk, you damn liar.
i’m going to start working my schedule around ESPN. shut up, its not as pathetic as saying “i’m going to work my schedule around, idk, netflix” or some shit.