April 19th, 2005


Drag drag drag

Ugh. Tough day today. These old bones, they are a-creakin'. I got to bed last night a couple hours later than usual, only to be awakened several times by the sounds of a rat or several rats in the attic or on the roof scratch scratch scratchin' the night away. This one sounded like he really meant business and I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, because I was expecting a big fat rat mama with her rat babies to come crashing through the ceiling and on to my face at any second. This, of course, would freak the rats out and they would start scratching my eyes out frantically, whilst pooping. All this commotion would cause Susie to have a night terror of epic violence where she'd pick up the night stand and beat me about the torso and rat-covered head. Yeah... it was tough to fall asleep.

I finally fell asleep around 6, and then was up by around 9. There was no giant hole, but I'd heard the rat moving around and stuff a little more. I hate them. I dragged myself out of bed, and then called in to a conference call where everything coming out of my mouth sounded like pure stupidity. Then I went to the dump and threw things in to a giant pit. Always a good time, although I'm a bit sore from the dancing. After the dump, I went to U-Haul, where they've decided to charge me about a hundred bucks more than they'd originally quoted, and there was nothing I could do about that, so I just smiled and thanked them for the intercourse.

Now I gotta call some dude and interview him over the phone.

Bed. Now.
Lil' Wu Tang

Bionic Truck!

WhoreTruck[tm] now has a big burly class III trailer hitch, in preparation for the trailer towing it's gonna be doing when I move down to San Francisco. I feel like kind of a badass knowing it's back there. I'm thinking I'm gonna have to get a set of truck balls now.

In related news, I feel like a late 1990's dot com with the rate at which money is flowing from my various bank accounts lately. $300 just for the frikkin' hitch!