Confounded Accusations

Well, today I start a new deal at work. It's really like the same but I have to work different hours. No biggy really but it takes me awhile to get adjusted to new things like that. I think I'll like it more. I'll get to sleep later which is always sweet but over the last few years I've really become adjusted to being the morning guy. Oh well, I'll adjust to being the late night guy again too, I guess. God, my life is boring huh? Once I stop wanting to kill myself then what the fiznuck else do I have to write about. I got drunk the other night over at the Round Robin. That was fun, it was me, the wife and puny Lola. I was all loaded and wanted to cuddle around with both of them. I think that's a perfectly normal response to being drunk around two cute chickens. I think that Lola would go for it and my wifey would too once she gets a little more used to her. She says that she barely knows her, which is true but she likes the shit she's seen already. So I don't know, prolly, pry just a pipe dream of sorts but who knows? My old lady is cool and doesn't mind me snuggling with other girls. I mean, much wierder things have happened.
I'm pumping this tune like constantly. It's called Snowflake by Just Jack I like it, don't know why. It's really mediocre but he jacked this Cure beat which is super ill. SOOPER ill. Write me and I'll swing the Mp3 yer way. Loser.
Girlfriend of the week is the super lovely Kimberly Guilfoyle Newsom She's prolly best known for being the DA on that dog mauling shit a few years back but now she's like the wife of the super cool SF mayor Gavin Newsom. I think he'll be president some time. What the fuck do I know though. She worked as an underwear model to pay her way through law school, now she's the first lady of S.F and a top stud for the D.A's office. What a lovely story..


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