Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
This has absolutley nothing to do with drinking 15-20 beers a day, I might add.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Bitch had deleted ALL my porn.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
But there is one thing that was branded in my upbringing that I've never backed out of: going to the dentist. I've seen the same dentist my whole life, every six months as a kid, every nine months now that I have to pay for it. Being a moderate (ehem...) smoker and coffee drinker, regular visits to the dentist are probably advised. I've had two cavities in my life but I'm 95% sure those happened because of my addiction to sunflower seeds (whole seeds in one cheek and swapping them over to the other side after cracking them, all in the office environment mind you).
I got the reminder of my appointment in the mail this week. It seems that every time I go it ends up running me at least $125. I've been doing a new savings technique lately (yes, yet another savings plan). Every paycheck I've been sticking a $100 bill in my wallet. I've done this for eight paychecks now. Looking at this small sample, $125 taken out of $800 is a big percentage. In the grand scheme of things it's a penny in the wishing well (because I'm soooooo looooooaded!) but I like to play these mental money games; keeps me on my toes. The phone call went like this:
Me: Hi, this is B to the..., I have an appointment for next week Wednesday.
Receptionist: Yes, we have you down for 3:30.
Me: I was wondering if I could cancel that. It's a week away, is it too late to cancel?
Receptionist: No, that's fine. Would you like to reschedule the appointment?
Me: Umm, no, not really.
Receptionist: Would you like us to give you a reminder call in three months?
Me: Ahh, I'll put it on my calendar to call you.
Receptionist: Ok, just don't forget about us.
Success! I actually felt a little naughty when I hung up.
Wednesday, July 06, 2011
I bought 720 cans of beer because they were on sale.
My shorts (and underwear) came off for photo opportunities many times as friends passed out before me.
I had numerous water balloon fights with friends who came over.
I wrestled with the Renter in my underwear in the kitchen. Also had a bottle of tabasco sause stuck in my butt in said fiasco.
I performed my version of Superman in my underwear on the 4th (without leaving the ground, of course). I didn't remember that at all.
But what I think was the best of the week? I sat on my deck with a cooler of ice cold beer for the most of ten days, leaving my seat only to restock the cooler and use the bathroom. After spending eight hours at work on Tuesday my thighs hurt from walking. Mind you I have a desk job.