Common Sense

Seeing as how people keep clicking on here, I should probably update you all on my life and what is going on.

Lot o’ pills: I’m taking about 40mgs of Vicodin a day now. My tolerance seems to have leveled off there and it covers me on good and bad days and is helping me do more excercise. And Friday I get to visit with the nice people at Social Security about being declared disabled.
New trash cans!: I don’t know why I find it so exciting, but McGregor is getting a new refuse disposal company and they came and handed out the new trash bins we’re supposed to use. They’re big and green and sturdy and I obviously don’t get out much if this is such a big deal to me.

I got my first loan: I got my first loan today for $500 dollars. It’s a big deal because my credit union said I have a really high credit score and were happy to do it. I already spent $100 dollars (I know) on my one vice: I bought a box of Cojimar Vanilla cigars. I have a box with my name on it at Don’s Humidor at their walk-in humidor. That makes me feel pretty special.

Pretty shortly I’ll be spending another chunk of it to pay off my first credit card.

Beanie Baby: I went on a Wal-Mart spurge the other night and bought Space Monkey something he has wanted for quite some time: A bean bag chair.

I know that he has wanted one because everytime I go in his room, he tells me where he would put this hypothetical bean bag chair. And everytime we go drinking he gripes that his brother didn’t buy him one for Christmas six years ago like he said he was. So I bought one and he has one and the long nightmare of the bean bagless Space Monkey is over.

Netflix gripe: For some reason, all the good Netflix movies I’ve gotten recently have had disc errors that wouldn’t let me play the special features. And these are new releases, too, so it’s just got to be stupid people getting these discs before me. Look, handle these things with care. People have to watch these movies after you. Now I have to go out and buy these DVDs just so I can see these special features.

The pentultimate: The Bourne Ultimatum hits theaters this Friday. Hopefully, I’ll be going to see it this weekend. Even more hopefully with someone other than Space Monkey who wears a g-string for a living. And reallly, really hopefully…. well maybe that’s too much to hope for.

Seeing as how people keep clicking on here, I should probably update you all on my life and what is going on.

Lot o’ pills: I’m taking about 40mgs of Vicodin a day now. My tolerance seems to have leveled off there and it covers me on good and bad days and is helping me do more excercise. And Friday I get to visit with the nice people at Social Security about being declared disabled.
New trash cans!: I don’t know why I find it so exciting, but McGregor is getting a new refuse disposal company and they came and handed out the new trash bins we’re supposed to use. They’re big and green and sturdy and I obviously don’t get out much if this is such a big deal to me.

I got my first loan: I got my first loan today for $500 dollars. It’s a big deal because my credit union said I have a really high credit score and were happy to do it. I already spent $100 dollars (I know) on my one vice: I bought a box of Cojimar Vanilla cigars. I have a box with my name on it at Don’s Humidor at their walk-in humidor. That makes me feel pretty special.

Pretty shortly I’ll be spending another chunk of it to pay off my first credit card.

Beanie Baby: I went on a Wal-Mart spurge the other night and bought Space Monkey something he has wanted for quite some time: A bean bag chair.

I know that he has wanted one because everytime I go in his room, he tells me where he would put this hypothetical bean bag chair. And everytime we go drinking he gripes that his brother didn’t buy him one for Christmas six years ago like he said he was. So I bought one and he has one and the long nightmare of the bean bagless Space Monkey is over.

Netflix gripe: For some reason, all the good Netflix movies I’ve gotten recently have had disc errors that wouldn’t let me play the special features. And these are new releases, too, so it’s just got to be stupid people getting these discs before me. Look, handle these things with care. People have to watch these movies after you. Now I have to go out and buy these DVDs just so I can see these special features.

The pentultimate: The Bourne Ultimatum hits theaters this Friday. Hopefully, I’ll be going to see it this weekend. Even more hopefully with someone other than Space Monkey who wears a g-string for a living. And reallly, really hopefully…. well maybe that’s too much to hope for.