The Cynic Says……

HOLY SHIT I’M UPDATING MY FUCKING BLOG!
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now… with that outta the way… I’ve not really bothered to update much lately because what little shit has been going on either is of nobody’s concern but my own… or not worth posting (sometimes both). Currently, I’m sitting here on a Friday night listening to DJ X-Ray Ted on www.di.fm. He’s quite the amazing DJ, to be honest… His mixing skills are incredible and I love his track selection. Perfect mix of vocal stuff and harder stuff. Anyway, enough about music… suffice it to say I’m in love with di.fm’s DJ Mixes channel. It rocks my fuckin nuts off! lol… at any rate, moving on. I have gas like a motherfucker, to start with. I think it’s the General Tsao’s I ate. I told the dude at Dynasty to make it super spicy hot, so uch so that I’ll cry/sweat/scream. Boy did they ever! I shoulda known I was in for it when the guy said “oh yeah, I’ll burn your asshole”. I took 2 bites out of the first piece and was sweating. I couldn’t even finish it all because I wasn’t anywhere near as hungry as I thought at first. It was good, but just ungodly hot; plus they gave me more than I’m used to getting. Oh, well… it was good as hell, just that I won’t order it THAT spicy again. Unfortunately, nothing all that interesting has happened lately aside from getting a girl off 3 times (and subsequently 7 times the next time around) who’d never had anyone get her off more than twice… and hadn’t had anyone get her off since 2000. That was needless to say, very cool. Also, as usual, I got shitfaced/hammered/smashed this past Sunday and went to work with no hangover on Monday. This time I drank 4 Nazi Cokes and 1 Midori Sour, plus I did have a Nazi Coke before I left the house. I was pretty fucking hammered, to say the least. I bought this redheaded chick named Rachael 2 drinks, plus I bought Phil one as well. I was in quite the benevolent mood last week. I don’t forsee that happening again this week. I’m such a damn dork, though… I buy a chick 2 drinks and don’t even TRY to get her number. Amusingly enough, it never even crossed my mind. I guess my mind is rather occupied by other things/people right now and getting some random redhead’s number is the furthest thing from my mind. She’s really cool to talk to and all and I figured I’d be nice and buy her a couple of drinks. I think most of it was just that I get REALLY nice when I’m drunk, so I end up spending money on my friends and such. Oh, well.. I’m sure they don’t mind. I’m sure I’ll be hammered this weekend, but I’m not buying anyone any drinks this time… the $15 I could save could be used for other things. I hate having to work on Mondays, though… I like to sleep all day after I get shitfaced. Unfortunately, I have to get up at noon and be at work at 1, which is fucking gay. Even more gay is that this week, I’m actually off on Tuesday, so I end up being off 2 days, working 1, and then off 1 more, then working 4 more. Retarded… that’s all I can say. Other than my fucked up schedule, I dig my job though. Oh, well.. that about wraps it up for this edition of “What the FUCK is Kevin thinking?”… Possibly more to come later.