“There’s nothing that cleanses your soul like getting the hell kicked out of you.” ~Woody Hayes
When I went to bed last night I had already started writing the days events in my head. How would I make an already dramatic turn of events just that much more dramatic that it would make for excellent reading? Over the years my manufacturing of stories to make them a tad bit more interesting has grown by leaps and bounds. Surely not perfect of course but far better than the travesties of yore. Things I won’t even link to for I find them so cringe worthy and sucktastic. But Ok, I will show you but it isn’t pretty and it’s just so damn awful and painful, but here.
So as I laid down last night I was writing and rewriting each conversation and event of the day. Going backwards from my dramatic exit and a day where I consumed more Jack Daniel’s than actual food and the point where I announced that I would quit my job all the way through the start of the day with the deliciously fine firemen of Albany and the hot doctors in the ER. As one can surmise, a lot of shit went down yesterday. And now I’m still in bed at 8:30 AM with every intention of working from home (SPOILER: I did not quit my job. Are you high? It’s like free money) and watching the entirety of the third season of Weeds so that I am fully prepared by Monday.
There is a lesson in all of yesterday. Somewhere, deep down, behind all the anger and the animosity and the hangover. But for now that’s all I’ve got while I play catch up and try to find the perfect words.
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I like free money. and firemen.
I’m truly intrigued.
There are some seriously fine Albany firemen. Is it wrong that I used to kind of look forward to the alarm drops in the middle of the night at my old apartment so that I could see their hotness?
Can’t wait to hear more…
I was following you on twitter and wondering what the hell was going down. I can’t wait to read the story.
This is like the cliffhanger from hell.
Thinking of you. And this Sunday? Oh my gosh, I thought I had a few more weeks to get totally, out-of-my-mind excited to see Nancy Botwin again.
Can’t wait to hear about it. And glad you are around and able to write about it from the sound of it.
Hm, well, that is certainly quite the teaser!
My first alcoholic drink ever was JD. Then again, I grew up less than 10 minutes down the street from the Jack Daniel’s Distillery (now it’s making perfect sense, right? The Crazy comes from ingesting hops fumes for 18 years!)
Also, I still haven’t seen seasons 2 and 3 of Weeds. So much good TV, so little time.
When I drink (Which is like never. For reasons we’ve discussed) I do shots of Jack Daniels. It tastes icky but it does the trick and doesn’t make me totally ill, so it’s good.
P.S. I totally want to know what is up. I hate waiting! Gah!!!
I watched all of Season 3 whilst home sick last week. Am TOTALLY excited for Monday. I heart Andy.
I don’t even know what you do for a living but you’re always here and there and having a cocktail and jumping off a boat (wait, did you do that?) so it sounds like THE life.
Woody Hayes is the most awesome human being who ever lived, as evidenced by that quote.
Can’t wait to hear those perfect words…
I really had to laugh when I saw scary U-Turn in a Coors Light commercial talking about “venting” with the dudes. Love casting!
Wow, it sounds like a humdinger.
Yeah, I know. Aren’t ER docs hot? Used to work in one. An ER I mean…erm… that didn’t come out so well when typed.
Heh.
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