either eat the unisom or cut the wrists

last night my alarm on my phone goes off at 9:30pm, saying “Take yo unisom!”

i spent a hour and a half at the gym, already kinda drunk so i say “naw i don’t need it tonight”.

fast forward to 5am, i’m emailing my boss saying “i’m not coming in till late”.

i get woken up at 9am by the contractors. i thought, sweet, i didn’t sleep too late.

i leave the apartment at 10, at my desk at 10:30am. most people get there at 7am. i tell people i work the “alternate work week”.

the bonus today tho. i’m so tired when i leave the apartment, i leave my glasses! i realize this in the elevator and realize i went from having a bad day to something that’s going to suck a lot.

this is a little piece of advice for the few people who still read this. if you hold down control and use the scroll nipple on your mouse, you can make text bigger in a lot of programs.

remember this.

best part is i get into work and there is a email about something i did yesterday. they want more changes. half blind, half asleep, i crank out the changes in a few minutes and email them and say it’s all good.

mad skillz, i has them.

this day was pretty miserable. almost bad enough to where i want to keep a set of glasses at work.

i can’t believe how much shit i got done without really seeing what was going on.

here is the best part, kelly offers to take me by my apartment while we’re picking up lunch. i reach back for my keys, naw, back at the office.

gets better. i get on my bike and leave for work and it’s a little more dark then usual, oh yeah, no glasses.
we go to the gym, work out, etc. i don’t need glasses yet.
i ride home in the dark.   there isn’t any food in the apartment so i stop by the daiquiri shop for some of their amazing wings. and you can’t stop there without getting a daiquiri. i order a small with 2 shots of everclear. i bike home with the food balancing on the bars and the drink switching from hand to hand. not a drop spilt.
it was worth almost breaking my neck. i couldn’t find the straw they gave me so i used 3 normal straws. my poor drink died a quick death. so it goes.

i took the right path tonight and i’m going to be in bed by 11.

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