I’m not the only one with bad luck. Well, I guess I don’t believe in luck, per se, but I still use the phrase. Hey, I’m part Irish so I have to “believe” in it just a wee lil’ bit. I know I’m just being silly.
I’ll get to the luck thing in a minute. Let me start off by saying that I haven’t had chest pains since whenever I posted about it last (not counting the other day but it was a different pain and not stress related I don’t think. Maybe indigestion?? I don’t know.) I also haven’t cried since… maybe Sunday but Saturday for sure. That’s a good thing of sorts. I’m a guy and naturally I don’t care to cry even in private. It’s most definitely a pride thing and I think most people in general - man or woman - would agree. I feel good in some respects like I’m not down but then how could I not be? It’ll be back I’m sure but I’m enjoying the serenity of the moment for now. Oh, I miss her every fucking second of every fucking day. I lament as to why I can’t be with her now. Blah, blah, blah, whine, whine, whine. Yeah, tell me about it as if I don’t fucking know already. But as this is my blog I’ll do whatever the hell I want. ;-) The point of it is for me so hush!
Work was short yesterday. I had my share of problems and I was busy the whole night. It sucked because I planned on taking a huge break and leaving early. That so didn’t happen. I didn’t get the last break (not that I was supposed to) nor could I sneak out early. It was just one person after another. One lady had scanned so many pictures in by the time I got there and the machine reset randomly so she lost the whole order. I laughed because I couldn’t help it. The lady was very good natured about it and was laughing too so it’s not like I’m just a jackass. (HUSH! :-D) She rescanned 80 of them and submitted them except she did it wrong and only got 1 print. At that point in the night I’m closing down and I surely laughed again. Poor woman, now THAT is the bad luck I’m referring too. I have my own set of “bad luck” but I guess I just spread that pain around. :-S We laughed about it and that was the highlight of my night, but I use the word “highlight” carefully here because I don’t want to see someone’s time wasted so absurdly like that.
After work I went to eat at a bar type place. Their menu reflected bar pricing on drinks and food which is to say it’s crazy expensive. The sandwich was $10 and alright but surely not worth that much. The beer was Guinness which is always delicious. I had a Young’s Double Chocolate Stout which was positively horrible. To me it tried imitating an Irish Car Bomb but fails and leaves me with a bad aftertaste, almost like the Jameson whiskey. That could be good or bad depending on how you like that. I’m not opposed to whiskey flavor but something wasn’t right here. I also had a “Black Barrel” as they called it. It’s a Black and Tan, the tan portion being “Kentucky Bourbon Ale.” If you’ve never had that, that shit is stout. I guess they let the ale finish fermenting in used whiskey barrels which adds flavor and alcohol to it (I think.) That was an interesting drink. All that shit cost me way too much but I was just trying to give my self a night off to have fun. It was though it made me miss my Ms. Sexy X even moreso.
