It’s 11:15pm and I just texted one of the guys at Night Shift about how someone we know spelled “Mad Ball” with a space. This is why bosses are not allowed to text employees outside of work hours in other countries.
If a handful of people could kindly fuck off I’d appreciate it. Whatever possesses someone to send unsolicited “fan art” to a stranger of their dead friend as a zombie is beyond me. I wouldn’t need to post this if it hadn’t happened 4 times this past week.
Trevor bought us a hammock for our wedding present. He was so excited about it that he had to come over and go “Dude I thought about it really hard and I got you the best thing someone from Florida could have.” and he made us open his present at the wedding reception.
I was in shock and all I could think was “this idiot bought us a hammock” rolled up in an 8 foot long tube that I had to jam in my Prius for the 16 hour drive home, but he was so excited about it I had to go “Wow, buddy thanks. I’ll use it all the time.”
The hammock sat rolled up for years until we bought a house that randomly had a hammock stand built in the back yard with no hammock. We finally put it up and I laid on it for the first time and had the most peaceful nap of my life on Trevor’s hammock.
Xcelerate is the best hardcore band in Florida right now. They sold out of tapes before we could grab any for the distro, but check em out on Bandcamp. https://t.co/OUGb5DGkRM
Me: All these movies on streaming suck.
Also me: Woah there’s a 2002 direct-to-video sequel to John Carpenter’s Vampires staring Bon Jovi? Finally something worth watching.