The second I get anywhere near true intoxication, I get weird looks for acting strangely. And yet, despite the social anxiety (read caring too much about useless shit), that’s the only time I can really call myself happy.
I’m torn between gloating like an evil megalomaniac and just grinning enigmatically. Where gloating would feel so good, it would also make everything less effective. Best to not give it away in the long run, but damn, would it be fun.
I am about five minutes away from going up there, breaking in and just hugging it.
It sounds about thirty seconds old and I can’t think of a reason for it barking this much besides being ignored. The question is whether or not I seed the dog’s fur with human-specific toxins at the same time.
“Canada is having a cold snap at the moment. This week, in Southern Manitoba, the temperature reached a blisteringly frigid -31 degrees Celsius, or nearly -24 Fahrenheit. (Wind chill values in Winnipeg—in case you were curious and/or in need of some meteorological schadenfreude—dipped to -58 Fahrenheit.) Which is crazy, and which makes for, as Yahoo’s Geekquinox blog puts it, “the coldest afternoon temperatures the area has seen in several years.”
They are making a Pompeii movie that looks like Gladiator or Spartacus. To make it better, Jon snow from game of thrones and Emily Browning star in it. @gauderrp, you already knew about this, right? Your spider sense must have gone off
Right, so I need to hand off some presents. Des, Sabrina and Amanda, I need to find you at some point. Since I’m not sure how much you each like surprises, I will neither give it away in advance nor tell you nothing; I will instead give you vague hints as a middle ground.
Des, your present must be eternally loved.
Sab, yours has been in my possession since last Christmas and I really need to finally give it to you.
Amanda, yours has dual purposes in life that will serve you well.
Owwww… This was I think the first time I’ve worked a late shift on New years eve. And it was in a club. Profitable but as hell, but damn do I hurt.
And I have to go back in the morning to clean the place up again for round two. Seriously though, who has a bar open on new years day? It’s evil